Por tus ojos negros [English translation]

My heart, boat without port

along all routes of illussion,

it found, at the end of its desert,

the blue trail of an old love.

Because of your black eyes

that one late afternoon cried,

and then they enlightened,

today, I sing to you again.

From faraway skyes,

a whole rosary of stars

followed the tracks

of my deep grief.

And now, facing you,

my misfortune ceased,

the lyric adventure

of my wandering.

Because of your black eyes

that one late afternoon cried,

and then they enlightened,

today, I sing to you again.

• Artist:Carlos Gardel