Ojos Negros
Ricardo Montaner
Black Eyes
Black eyes in the sky of a cold night
Red lips that spoke to me, I didn't hear her
How old are you, I asked
Suddenly with an excuse, I invited her for coffee
Black eyes were telling me
I don't know you
Restless in the shop windows
She seemed a bit
And what do I say now, I don't know
A light suddenly turned on and I thought
That this casual encounter
Was not a coincidence, I approached
The story goes
That she came back to me
One afternoon full of people
Almost two o'clock
The story goes
That she came to meet me
A little late and nervous
Looking at the clock
Black eyes were there
After a few hours
Close to me dancing
To a trendy song
The dark atmosphere indicated
That the space was getting very large
And I suggested we spend that night
The two of us, why not
The story goes
That she came back to me
One afternoon full of people
Almost two o'clock
The story goes
That she came to meet me
A little late and nervous
Looking at the clock
