Black Eye, the incendiary

Black Eye, the incendiary,

I do not know if you are very good.

The blue eye is sweeter,

full of a tender lingering.

The black eye causes war to my heart;

The blue eyes give me peace and calmness.

The black eye is that person:

He demands a lot and he gives very little;

he is of terrible disdain,

walking in his mercy.

The blue eye is concealed in love;

It shows very little does a lot,

and it compensates a long love

with secret fidelity.

But the love and the beauty

Does not depend on the color.

My beautiful goddess will have me

if her eye answers to my heart.

Provided that it is not cold or false,

black or blue is a beautiful eye for me.