living arid in solitude in the desert
quiet friends and the sound of the wind that blows
sometimes making a fragile soul like a cardboard
before I saw the beautiful eyes sharp and shady at once
I had never seen the most beautiful eyes before
while staring at making comfortable also makes a fool
looking at it will not be enough regardless of the time available
because it enjoys the coolness and firmness of the beautiful eye owner
really lucky man who became his partner
like the happiest man in the world
can see and admire in every day together
without getting stuck without any time paused
will I be so lucky it can always see your beautiful eyes
although perhaps only from afar
may the dream be realized by the time
be your companion even in my nightmare ...
always i miss those beautiful eyes
which always makes me strong when fragile ...
I hope my baper does not bother you ...