Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growth
and overloaded with treasure and souvenirs.
Every new step arrives out of all steps taken,
My face presents my history,
my brown eyes are jewels I cannot pawn.
I am the map of the campaign,
each ancestor has his flag,
The taste of individual beauty born of a collective effort,
every day my soul claps its hands, and sings,
consumed by the joy of a rich heritage
and all days are better than all yesterdays.
I want to love again,
but my heart will not obey.
I want to be happy,
but
A walk to remember
I wish to have with you.
By the seashore,
In the breez
I remember the first time you talked to me,
I wasn't sure what to do.
No one ever
The friendship we have is so rare to find.
We hate to see each other in a bind.
W
I light a torch and hold it high
It shines so bright it lights the sky
You see th
So I guess I could lie and say I tried,
But the truth I can't deny,
I loved you,
You are my love, my life, and my queen.
You possess all the love, care, and hope that I w
"Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?"
Are the words you'd hear Will Shakespeare say.<
From the moment our eyes met,
My soul could never forget.
You handed me your numb
Everyone is searching
for the missing piece in life.
The key to unlock the door
