 Green eyes are a problem of mine.
Oh girl,I won't beg for forgiveness; to err is divine,
And ever since those bells had played you long for her,
Married to a man your parents raised, your own brother.
The night is young,
Refrain from lighting his cigar. Familiar face,
You think we'll only breed contempt?
You have a womb?
You shall deliver me a boy.
He'll have my eyes,
My olive eyes.
Green eyes is a nephew of mine
Oh boy, I won't ask for my son now, the weather is fine.
And knowing as she does, his brother does, she bites her tongue.
Killing her because his swagger was, when she was young.
The night is young,
Refrain from lighting his cigar. Familiar face,
You think we'll only breed contempt?
You have a womb?
You shall deliver me a boy.
He'll have my eyes,
My olive eyes.
Green eyes who had clocked this in time.
Oh dear, had contempt for his uncle, his mother was fine.
And feeling as he did, the breach of trust surrounds his birth,
Through his real father, plunges weapon, full of mirth.
The night is young,
Refrain from lighting his cigar. Familiar face,
You think we'll only breed contempt?
You have a womb?
You shall deliver me a boy.
He'll have my eyes,
My olive eyes.
(Repeat x 2)
...he'll have my eyes,
My olive eyes...
|
Switch to English 