I am selling black eyes
who would like to buy them?
I am selling them for wizards
because they have underpaid me
chorus:
wanted you more,loved you more
and every night passed
sighing for your love
every time I feel bad
I go to the sea shore
to ask the weaves
if they have seen my passed love
chorus:
flowers in my garden
fade with sun
and the eyes of my beloved
are crying for the one they adore