I want to sit under the stars And count the stars in your eyes.

I want to pluck the petals of the flowers And discover the colors of your eyes.

I want to perch in the garden And breathe the roses of your eyes.

I want to walk on the beach And gather the pebbles of your eyes.

I want to bathe in the sun And warm up by the sun of your eyes…

…And drink the torrid taste of your lips, I want…