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.
After the fierce midsummer all ablaze
Has burned itself to ashes, and expires
In
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
I hope you find
the one who quiets
the screams.
I hope you find
t
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
Let me live within the moment.
Let me feel all that I can.
Let me cherish life fo
Everyone is searching
for the missing piece in life.
The key to unlock the door
