Your beauty is a revolution, My own constitution, My own substitution For everything in this world. I wrote a thousand songs about your eyes, A thousand thoughts, A thousand stories. I wrote them with the lightness of your eyes. Who are you ? How did you find me ? I don t know ........ My lady ....my lady I don t know the limit of my feeling, The limit of my proudness And my kneeling.... I have lost my words in your eyes ocean, I lost my history, I lost my destiny.....