2018.08.04.
My trouble has green eyes
My trouble has green eyesThey won't forgive me, won't show me mercy
I am walking, head bowed,
Hiding my guilty look
I'll go out into a peaceful field
And will cry in self-pity
Who invented this pain?
And why do I get this pain?
I didn't mean, it just happened,
It was a twist of fate, not evil
It wasn't you who made this shirt
So that you will enjoy looking at lme
It isn't you who is returning home hand-in-hand with me
From a visit to friend
And I can't even drift over you in the sky
Like a cloud
We didn't meet at the right time
We married others
Had weddings a long time ago
For you I am 'three-is-a-crowd' forever
The hot nights are rustling
Like a pasque-flower
And my trouble's relentless green eyes are
Watching me
Watching me