Bright eyes in the morning
which wake up your word.
Blue eyes full of hope
which don’t like to know
if there need a lot of time
at the date when he came back.

Grey eyes of sadness
close into these walls.
An empty and dark room
like a night without the sun.

What’s the colour of your eyes?
Maybe I shall never know.
Where is gone away your life?
Maybe we find it upon the sky.

Red eyes, like hatred,
for something you don’t know,
maybe because you can’t have;
maybe because you can’t give.

Black eyes of dread,
which don’t know where to go;
eyes who look for love,
but it never reach your heart.

What’s the colour of your eyes?
Maybe I shall never know.
Where is gone away your life?
Maybe we find it upon the sky.

What’s the colour of your eyes?
Maybe I shall never know.

Full eyes of tears
for another broken love,
for another moment lost
with the first man who’s came.

Without colour are your eyes
Dyed of patience;
without light, without nothing,
without voice and without you.

What’s the colour of your eyes?
Maybe I shall never know.
Where is gone away your life?
Maybe we find it upon the sky.
What’s the colour of your eyes?

agostino guarino ©