Your eyes are my love

Your eyes, my consciousness, and my eyes are drowning in my depth, so live me

Your eyes are sweet and rosy

Your eyes are a planet drier moving over my balconies

Your eyes are a moon that boasts among the stars with the sky of my darkness

Your eyes are soft hearts in my heart, so he forgets me

Your eyes are a flame of freedom I carry over my feet

Your eyes are a golden pen that only writes my finest novels

Your eyes are charitable islands that harbor only my dreams and my hopes

Your eyes are a mirror that does not reflect ... Do not tell only my truths

Your eyes are pink and their color is white like the color of my broth

Your eyes tell their love ... their love through time

Your eyes are a secret ... A robe that does not detract from even the apocryphal

Your eyes are the most beautiful of what they see in your love and the secret of my thoughts

Your eyes are an unforgettable past as long as it is spoken through time

Your eyes are a present that carries me from my sorrow to my joy

Your eyes come to preach to me in spring, glorifying the finest vessels

Your eyes are green, my lady has made me sick all the time

Your eyes, my pen and my nose are behind my eyelids

Your eyes are two love beds, a snatch from my heart, my heartbeat

Your eyes, my moon, overthrew my pen and my veins

Your eyes have been a dream of a sniper from a realist, anasthenic, even saddening me

Your eyes and my love and my nostalgia, I have two sins and meet them

Your eyes are in the sea, I love you, and I have hidden them

Your eyes ask for a heart that is fluent in love and palpitations

My eyes, my moon, say that my heart has in you all my hopes

Your eyes are a love boat in my heart and my ears are scattered in my uncle's eyes

Your eyes read, I thought I read in my mind my thoughts

The eyes of the Koran in the ear of Al-Reem boast of the deer

Your eyes, my mind and my pen were planted in the mind of creativity

Your eyes are my light and light around my night to my nostrils

Your eyes in the eyes of Derrar can not afford the most expensive

Your eyes ... your eyes ... your eyes ... the ah of your eyes

Your eyes, my moon, you are negative from my soul and my soul

Your eyes are a love story of Serta, a name for all stars

Your eyes are the coolest thing I love and I love islands around them

Your eyes ... your eyes ... your eyes

Secret and existential and more expensive than all things

Your eyes are the paradise of my dreams