Tus Pupilas
Agustín Lara
Your Pupils
Your pupils were of fire
Your pupils were of light
And the shadow of your dark circles
It was a piece of blue sky
I stole the light from your eyes
The honey, in your mouth, I drank
The marble, of your flesh, I caressed
And the gold of your curls, I shook
I formed, with your life, my altar
And in it my flowers leaf out
And I could light my way
With light that I stole from your eyes
I formed, with your life, my altar
And in it my flowers leaf out
And I could illuminate my path
With light that I stole from your eyes
