Tu Lindo Mirar

Your eyes are like
A little moonbeam that’s always there
Ready to light up the dark
When the sun goes down

But what is it about your gaze
That won’t spark an illusion?
Why do you want to talk about everything
Except for love?

Of course, I’m okay, my darling
With your looks and your love
But don’t kill me by saying
Who has your heart now?

And if your way of looking
Is the same for everyone all the time
Lucky you, who makes hearts race
With your beautiful gaze

So what’s going to happen to me
If your eyes want to kill me?
They won’t let me live like this
My heart in peace

Your looks are reflections that shine
Now turned into illusions
If your eyes are little moonbeams
Then why don’t they light up my heart?