A keresés eredménye

Eyes

Eyes of rare beauty
Black, hazel and various
In a thousand contrasting ways
They hurt and heal the soul
 
Beautiful, divine eyes
Eyes that seize other eyes
Eyes, your peregrine irises
Who do they take us to?
 
Beautiful, sovereign eyes
That heal the wills
Eyes that graciously heal
Eyes that kill, tyrants
 
Eyes that kill, tyrants
 
Beautiful, divine eyes
Eyes that seize other eyes
Eyes that almost turn ugly
Eyes of peregrine power
 
Beautiful, hazel eyes
When you hurt, you love
In a thousand contrasting ways
They hurt and heal the soul
 
Beautiful, sovereign eyes
That heal the wills
Eyes that graciously heal
Eyes that kill, tyrants
 
Eyes that kill, tyrants
 

Caresses

I return to the sea, caress and melody,
and the breeze carries me
with songs that will not return
 
nor will bring back your memory
nor your eyes so black.
And let me say more.
 
I go back and look for our verses
but maybe they are dead
or maybe they don't want to talk to me.
 
I walk on the foam,
I drag my loneliness
and I cry out that I can't go on
without you.