Magia en tus ojos

I usually end up
broken in some corner
and I usually start
agreeing with something that makes no sense
no head, no tail, nor the sense of a clock.

Magic in your eyes,
magic in your voice,
magic in your eyes.

I usually end up
rolling down the street to nowhere
asking the mirror
if someone knows more than me,
that their charm in a moment has been here.

Magic in your eyes,
magic in your voice,
magic in your eyes.

And you know a thousand ways to walk
stealing time and reason from others.

And you know a thousand ways to walk
stealing time and reason from others.

I usually start,
my head on your lap once again,
all still and pensive
or are you plotting something else,
it's not enough for you to be a witch it's also ...

There's magic in your eyes,
magic in your voice,
magic in your eyes ...

Magic in the sweetest voice I've heard,
let the world go to hell if you're not there.

Magic in your eyes,
magic in your voice,
magic in your eyes.