Your Eyes

I am not an expert in this life
Just some guy from a poor region
Who scrapes like a cockroach to survive
Who lost his faith in his religion

Who tries to be as wise as snakes
And innocent as any pigeon
Who wants to have a few short breaks
And dreams of being born Norwegian.

I think that Eva in Paradise
Might have the same shape as your eyes
We know of blessings in disguise —
The wise are those who act as wise

I am not an expert in this love
Which I believe is misty air
Like bitter wind dispels above
The dream that mortals only dare.

For love is bitter, false, and fake
And love has always been unfair
They say it is a piece of cake
I’m sick of that, and I don't care

I think that Eva in Paradise
Might have the same shape as your eyes
We know of blessings in disguise —
The wise are those who act as wise

Is there a fortune or a fate?
And what is this life all about?
Can crooked lines again be straight?
And will there be any way out?

I think that Eva in Paradise
Might have the same shape as your eyes
We know of blessings in disguise —
The wise are those who act as wise

July 9, 2026

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