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 see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
I Will Want To Grow Old With You
You can take me on a holiday
but I prefer to sit at home
you can buy me chocolate
All these days and nights without you here,
It's a little bit more than I can bear.
I am someone who gives all she has every time.
I am someone who talks twice as much as sh
I have a feeling deep in my heart.
It feels like the fire of a flame.
It feels of
Be The Best Of Whatever You Are
If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,
Be a scrub in the valley
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
Speak The Language Of Your Heart
Each day we wake is such a gift;
No moment's guaranteed.
Tomorrow isn't promised,
