Tus Pupilas - Агустин Лара

Tus pupilas, eran de fuego

Tus pupilas eran de luz

Y la sombra de tus ojeras

Era un pedazo, de cielo azul

La luz, a tus ojos rodea

La miel, en tu boca, bebí

El mármol, de tu carne, acaricie

Y el oro de tus rizos, sacudí

Forme, con tu vida, mi altar

Y en él mis flores deshoje

Y pude mi camino iluminar

Con luz que de tus ojos me robe

Forme, con tu vida, mi altar

Y en él mis flores deshoje

Y pude mi camino iluminar

Con luz que de tus ojos me robe

Your pupils were of fire

your pupils were of light

And the shadow of your dark circles

It was a piece, of blue sky

The light surrounds your eyes

The honey, in your mouth, I drank

The marble, of your flesh, caress

And the gold of your curls, I shook

Form, with your life, my altar

And in it my flowers defoliate

And I could light my way

With light that I stole from your eyes

Form, with your life, my altar

And in it my flowers defoliate

And I could light my way

With light that I stole from your eyes