As clear as the sky, as sweet as honey
They look at me serene and fill me with good things
So great is the magic in your eyes that makes time go backwards
And I feel like a baby in need of love.
the one who distills from your eyes, which call my illusion
Those tender, sweet eyes, with the color and brightness of a shooting star
Those who bring the most beautiful sunset into my life make me feel like I sleep in a cloud where only a privileged being can be.
May God bless your eyes and never stop seeing, the day you do not look at me desperate I will feel, and when the dawn comes out with kisses I will open them.
With soft and tender kisses of them I will drink, because they contain so much tenderness that a poem I will write to them.
This one you're reading now, is for your eyes, with love I dedicated it to him.
They look at me serene and fill me with good things
So great is the magic in your eyes that makes time go backwards
And I feel like a baby in need of love.
the one who distills from your eyes, which call my illusion
Those tender, sweet eyes, with the color and brightness of a shooting star
Those who bring the most beautiful sunset into my life make me feel like I sleep in a cloud where only a privileged being can be.
May God bless your eyes and never stop seeing, the day you do not look at me desperate I will feel, and when the dawn comes out with kisses I will open them.
With soft and tender kisses of them I will drink, because they contain so much tenderness that a poem I will write to them.
This one you're reading now, is for your eyes, with love I dedicated it to him.
