En tus pupilas (ingles)

Quand your me prend dans teas bas
Quand je regarde dans teas yeux
Je vois that dieu exists
C´ est pas dur croire

Before see the world was flat
Although you to it discuss Mr. Galilei
And he tires to me to kiss frogs in vain
But the blue prince
I never found

And thus you arrived your
Giving back the faith to me
Without poems and flowers
With defects with errors
But still on

And I feel
Something in you something between both
That it makes me insist
When I watch in your pupils that God I do not let exist
Your beams to live it
Your beams to live it

The life is a collection of memories
But to nothing like your memory so well
From the roundness of your lips
To the scent of your hair
To the color of your skin You do not think that you wraths and I am going away to resign
You are the best thing than it has happened to me
Between worldly and the asylum
And still more

And I feel
Something in you something between both
That it makes me insist
When I watch in your pupils that God I do not let exist
Your beams to live it
Your beams to live it