Oriental eyes which narrate emotions
Limpid gaze of April with the sweetest of illusions
Everything written on a face which doesn’t manage to learn
How to keep his/her pain at least between his/her teeth
I’ve fallen in love over five hundred nights already
Of a barely open mouth, of a breathless breath
If this darkness could annihilate the universe
I may be able to look at you without feeling lost
But sleep a little bit more, don’t wake up, not yet
I’m afraid of touching you and ruin everything
No, sleep a little bit more, I don’t know yet myself
How to look at you in the adequate way
Inside your disarming eyes
Eyes of lucid amber between eyelids of violets
Limpid gaze of April, like when the sun comes out
And I’ll be the cloud which will keep you hidden
So that the others won’t realise they’ve lost you
But sleep a little bit more, don’t wake up, not yet
I’m afraid of touching you and ruin everything
No, sleep a little bit more, I don’t know yet myself
How to look at you in the adequate way
Inside your disarming and innocent eyes, devastating
Those eyes of yours which I have in front of me
Keep them shut a few more instants
Oriental eyes which narrate emotions
And what else can I do? I can write songs
Your eyes…
If this music could annihilate the universe
I may be able to look at you without feeling lost
Into your eyes
Scattered
Into your eyes