Those sweet green eyes,
with whom could they be strolling?
Let's hope they remember me,
even if it's only once in a while.
They say that, when they sigh
those sweet green eyes,
they sigh with the life
because, still, you love me.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, where could they be
those sweet green eyes that made me sigh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, where could they be
those sweet green eyes that I can't set aside!
Fly, fly away little bird
but, if to my life you return,
you must come with two sweet eyes,
but green they have to be.
When I walk along those fields
and I look at the laurel trees,
it seems that I am looking
at those green eyes, so sweet.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, where could they be
those sweet green eyes that made me sigh!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, where could they be
those sweet green eyes that I can't set aside!