Estefan Gloria
My Land
Your Eyes
Your eyes, mountain clearing,
like troubadour guitars of San Juan.
Your eyes are my torture,
they are my forgiveness, my redemption, my awakening.
Your eyes that take me away, are my madness, they are complete destruction.
Your eyes have everything, I lack nothing because they are my blessing.
/>Your eyes that have my absence,
like a sweet and fresh serene sea.
Your eyes are my balance, they are my freedom.
LOOK AT ME, GIVE ME STRENGTH AND RELIEF.
LOOK AT ME, THAT'S WHAT I NEED.
LOOK AT ME, TO HAVE EVERYTHING
JUST ENOUGH TO STAY MELTED IN YOUR EYES.
LOOK AT ME, THAT IS YOUR PEACE. LOOK.
LOOK AT ME, THAT MY HAPPINESS IS NOT ENOUGH.
LOOK AT ME, THAT THE LIGHT AND CALM
THAT YOUR EYES GIVE ME, TRANQUILIZE MY SOUL.
Your eyes , sweet hope.
Remedy and chalice of that sip of your love.
Your eyes are the path where my overflowing passion makes way.
Your eyes fill my soul.
There is no other wealth, I have no fear.
Your sweet, blessed eyes are my devotion.
LOOK AT ME, GIVE ME STRENGTH AND RELIEF.
LOOK AT ME, THAT IS WHAT I NEED.
LOOK AT ME, TO HAVE EVERYTHING
I JUST ENOUGH TO STAY FAST IN YOUR EYES.
LOOK AT ME, YOUR LOOK IS THE PEACE.
LOOK AT ME, THAT MY JOY IS NOT ENOUGH.
LOOK AT ME, THAT THE LIGHT AND CALM
THAT YOUR EYES GIVE ME, TRANQUILIZE MY SOUL. (BIS)