These eyes are stones and hard
   like rock and darkness
   they are as blooming trees
   sever with strength and green
   the way they look at you
   will just reflect yourself again.
  
   Chorus:
  
   These eyes are different
   they change their colour into grey
   these smiles are faking
   they try to hide what's deep inside
   These eyes are seas that flow
   and foam in blue
   they are as blossims soft
   wide open too
   and what they give to you
   is beauty just before they die.