Your clear eyes,

make me fly,

every time ,

you pass me by.

 

And if only through your eyes you could see me,

the same way through my eyes you i see,

our feelings intertwined would be.

 

Oh! your clear green eyes,

make me soar the skies,

every time,

that you are nigh.

Elias Dias Garbim
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