Os Olhos
Eu não sei que cor eram
Os lindos olhos que vi
Eram meigos tão ternos
E por eles quase morri
Pretos, pretos não eram
Não tinham da noite a cor
Pois em todas as tardes
Me lembram um grande amor
Azuis também não eram
Não tinham a cor do céu
Nem as estrelas brilhantes
Não tinham o brilho seu
Os olhos pretos são falsos
Castanhos são feiticeiros
Os olhos esverdeados
São eles os verdadeiros
Eu já sei que cor eram
Os lindos olhos que vi
Eram verdes tão belos
E por eles quase morri
The Eyes
I don't know what color they were
The beautiful eyes I saw
They were so gentle and tender
And because of them, I almost died
Black, they were not black
They didn't have the color of the night
Because in every afternoon
They remind me of a great love
Blue, they were not blue
They didn't have the color of the sky
Nor the shining stars
They didn't have their brightness
Black eyes are false
Brown ones are bewitching
Greenish eyes
They are the true ones
I already know what color they were
The beautiful eyes I saw
They were so beautiful and green
And because of them, I almost died