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.
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
I Can Be Anything You Want And Need
I can be the silence
when the world around you
gets to be too loud.
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
I still love you.
we were friends with him
when he introduced me to you.
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves c
A friend is someone we turn to
when our spirits need a lift,
A friend is someone
I'll be happy once I've done this certain thing.
We all say this often, not realizing wha
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
Opposites
I say yes and you say no
I say bye and you say hello
Butterfly'
