Blue angelic eyes
True angelic eyes
Can't you hear him calling?
Can't you see he's falling?
Crying over you
Longing just for you.
Pretty baby eyes
You seem to hypnotize
And he can't wait till morning
'Tis then he will be joining
Paradise and you
High up in the blue.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem