Eyes that have stolen the peace of my soul
eyes that just seeing me make me dream
eyes that when I see them smiling give me calm
when I look at them sad they make me cry.
If they see me angry they martyr me
just by seeing they touch my heart
your eyes my life I am a slave
and grateful I live among my prison.
Those your eyes are my delirium
they are my hope
they are my illusion
with them I die
with them I live
and they are my ships of salvation.
If they see me angry they martyr me
just by seeing they touch my heart
your eyes my life I am a slave
and grateful I live among my prison.
Those eyes of yours are my delirium
they are my hope
they are my illusion
with them I die
with them I live
and they are my ships of salvation.
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