Coup de Foudre

Hey you,

the one gazing at the sky,

I see the blue sky in your eyes.

Your lips are red as ruby,

your hair as golden as the midday sunshine.

A goddess from the icy north

visiting the warm shores of the south.

I believe I love you!

Can a beautiful northern goddess

warm the amorous heart

of a brown eyed boy from the south?

Your eyes keep looking at the azure skies,

but I only see the blue sky in your eyes.