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.
Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
Fr
You have a gentle heart and a caring soul.
You use affectionate words to extol.
Y
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
In our one short year together,
A love's grown deep within my heart
For such a ce
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
You came into my life so quick
A beautiful friendship happened in a wink
My feeli
All these days and nights without you here,
It's a little bit more than I can bear.
If you think you can reach the sky,
Why don't you flap your wings to fly?
Always
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
I thought that I was chasing dreams
While I was walking down those fast streams.
