Poema · Lost In Your Eyes · 21 de diciembre, 2015.

Mirada de mujer rubialost In Your Eyes

Cuando los ojos tristes recuperan la sonrisa de la vida,
cuando la mirada perdida recupera el camino de la dicha,
cuando el pensamiento vaga junto al recuerdo de un perfume,
o cuando el corazón se nutre de esperanza;

el idilio rebosa goce,
la certidumbre se fortalece,
los rayos del sol perduran sobre el invierno primaveral,
y lo hermoso del amor esclarece las sombras.

Juanjo Sánchez ©
21 de diciembre, 2015

 

 

 

 

I get lost in your eyes
And I feel my spirits rise
And soar like the wind..
Is it love that I am in?

I get weak in a glance
Isn’t that what’s called romance?
…And now I know
‘Cause when I’m lost I can’t let go

I don’t mind not knowing what I’m headed for
You can take me to the skies…
It’s like being lost in heaven
When I’m lost in your eyes

I just fell, don’t know why
Something’s there we can’t deny…
And when I first knew
Was when I first looked at you

And if I can’t find my way
If salvation seems worlds away
Oh, I’ll be found
When I am lost in your eyes

I don’t mind not knowing what I’m headed for
You can take me to the skies…
Oh it’s like being lost in heaven
When I’m lost in your eyes

I get weak in a glance
Isn’t this what’s called romance?
Oh, I’ll be found
When I am lost in your eyes

Debbie Gibson