What persuades me to dream of green eyes is a mystery
Green eyes; olive-green eyes
In the paintings, drawings and Hollywood movies
You see green eyes but not in real land of red earth
Exceptionally – somewhere some children are born;
With green eyes may be blue or perhaps in gray too
Foreign genes mixed out in natives
Green eyes are mystery
What was the colour of Jesus’ eyes?
Green or blue? Perhaps green as for the Jews it seems
Or maybe brown to look as a complete Asian
Green Eyes I wanted to meet in real
And I met one day, on the university way
Green eyes on a Caucasian face.
I looked back. Yes, those were Green Eyes indeed.
Another day, on the way to a shop
Green Eyes on the roadside, holding cigarette
My black eyes aghast; the green eyes getting hurt by the smoke;
Green eyes – Eyes that I am fond of, becoming red as the sunset sun
How a survivor’s heart reforms!
Likeness to hurt; hurt to hatred, hatred to anger
My black eyes turned away and looked above,
Perhaps I should dream of blue eyes, beautiful Irish Blue eyes…