The smile of the heart

Here is me here to give here you a smile Here is me here to feel all of your memoirs. I will be here always to also tell you of everything the ugliest sound, that sound of the tears what they live of sadness the sound of the bell tower to party and the smiles few brake you of the girl that lives for you. I would want to use you my dreams to make you understand that I have only a dessert feel in those summers what they live and they cry of the things more important in the oldest world of the ancient liberties...