YOUR EYES ARE BLUE

by: Gustavo Adolfo Becquer (1836-1870)

our eyes are blue, and when you laugh,

Their smooth clarity reminds me

Of the shimmering glow of morning

Reflected in the sea.




Your eyes are blue, and when you cry,

Your transparent tears

Seem to me dewdrops

Upon a violet.




Your eyes are blue, and if in their depths

An idea radiates like a point of light,

I think of the evening sky

And a lost star!

--Translated by Walter Wykes

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