Como Dos Ríos

Your eyes are tree parties, they are my window.
They are stars that guide my caravan.

Your eyes are verses every single day,
They are mirrors of your soul and mine.

Your eyes are the encounter I never had,
They are the open path I never walked.

Your eyes are the invention of purity,
They are love and perfect nature.

Your eyes are the sweetest discovery
Among all eyes of feeling.

Your eyes are the gift that never arrived,
They are the rebirth I was waiting for.

Your eyes held tears so innocent
That even pain would want to come out smiling.

Your eyes as lonely as mine
Came together then like two rivers.