Your eyes,
a clearing in the woods,
like troubadour guitars1 of San Juan.
Your eyes are my torment.
They are my forgiveness, my redemption, my awakening.
Your eyes
that drive me crazy,
they are my madness. With one look i’m lost.
Your eyes
have everything.2
I need nothing because they are my blessing.
Your eyes, though they’re turned away, are like sweet, fresh ocean mist.
Your eyes are my equilibrium.
They are my freedom.
(Look at me) Give me strength and relief.
(Look at me) It’s what I need.
(Look at me) To have everything,
all I need to do
is melt in your eyes.
(Look at me) You give me peace.3
(Look at me) My fortune couldn’t be greater.
(Look at me) That the light and tranquility
of your eyes4
calm my soul.
Your eyes,
sweet hope,
challis from which I sip the cure
Your eyes
Are the way
Where my overflowing passion clears the way
Your eyes fill my soul. There are no other riches. I have no fears.
Your eyes,
sweet, blessed,
they are my devotion.
(Look at me) Give me strength and relief.
(Look at me) It’s what I need.
(Look at me) To have everything,
all I need to do
is melt in your eyes.5
(Look at me) You give me peace.
(Look at me) My fortune couldn’t be greater.
(Look at me) That the light and tranquility
of your eyes
calm my soul.
(Look at me)
(Look at me)
(Look at me) That the light and tranquility
of your eyes
calm my soul.
(Look at me) Give me strength and relief.
(Look at me) It’s what I need.
(Look at me) To have everything,
all I need to do
is melt in your eyes.
(Look at me) You give me peace.
(Look at me) My fortune couldn’t be greater.
(Look at me) That the light and tranquility
of your eyes
calm my soul.
1. Apparently trova guitars. A trovador is a folk singer. Trova is a genre of Cuban music. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trova2. Lit. "have it all"3. As translated in liner notes. Lit. "Your gaze is peace."4. As translated in liner notes. Lit. "the light and tranquility that your eyes give me freely"5. Lit. "It's enough to stay melted in your eyes"