Me encantan tus ojos
están bailando con mi
Me encantas
estás bailando con mis sueños

(I love your eyes
dancing with me
You enchant me
dancing with my dreams)

Pure dreams best felt in the eyes of another, touching fate, touching dreams so far away. I can feel you touching me, closer still, dancing against the pain, no other option but to strain the distance and pull though with love. You'll look over my shoulder, watching torture pass by, over, under, through. Don't speak! Silence will become out language, love soft and sweet. Don't ask as we drift, like wanders still searching, needing something that which we lack to find hidden beneath the books of literature. I let pile up without a single page to be turned for lack of time took me away, and as I bury myself further into you, I realize that nothing has been accomplished. Nothing has ever been done for I spent too long looking and loosing starry shone eyes half way down a page. Digging in deeper, closer, I'm getting afraid of what make you shake. Could my passion be so strong that your grow weak even at my embrace? I do not think so with tears raining my back slow and steady, softly. I just hope you remember to think about dancing with my dreams.