Esos Ojos Negros

Those black eyes...
Those black eyes I don't want to see cry
I just want to hear
Tell me what I want to hear
Tell
Tell now that the city sleeps.
Some time ago
Some time ago your voice seems to be
A feather and a paper that tell
That you will fly in dreams
That it will be your black eyes
That will light my way.
The rain falls on the gray ground
Time passes and I can't laugh.
The night is long, my voice bitter
Today I saw the sun wake up
And your pupils shine brighter
But wait, don't worry, the good times will come
But wait, don't worry, they will come...
The rain will bring them back.
Those black eyes...
Those black eyes I don't want to see cry
I just want to hear
Tell me what I want to hear
Tell me you will laugh
Tell
Tell now that the city sleeps