Ojos negros (en inglés)

Black eyes in the sky on a cold night
Red lips that spoke to me, I didn’t hear
How old are you, I asked
Suddenly with an excuse, I invited her for a coffee

Black eyes told me ‘I don’t know you’
And calmly through the windows I observed a little
What do I say now, I don’t know
A light suddenly went on and I thought
That this casual meeting wasn’t a coincidence, I went closer

The story goes that I went back to the meeting
One afternoon, full of people, almost two o’clock
The story goes that I came to the meeting
A little late and nervous, looking at my watch

Black eyes that after a few hours
Were fixed on me, dancing to a popular song
The dark ambience indicated to me
That the space was getting very big
And that I should suggest spending that night together, why not The story goes that I went back to the meeting
One afternoon, full of people, almost two o’clock
The story goes that I came to the meeting
A little late and nervous, looking at my watch