There are eyes that look, - there are eyes that dream,

there are eyes that call, - there are eyes that wait,

there are eyes that laugh - pleasant smile,

there are eyes that cry - with crying of sorrow,

some inward - others out.

They are like flowers - which breeds the earth.

But your green eyes, - my eternal Teresa,

those who are doing - your hand of grass,

they look at me, they dream me, - they call me, they wait for

me , they laugh at me - a pleasant smile,

they cry me crying - with tears of sorrow,

from inland, -from outside land.may your weekend be happy,with many joys,kisses,maria take care

and be happy Ken finally 

it's Friday ... :) Jo