They say Pablo Picasso could create such a sky.
Filled with vibrant blues and baby pinks.
Right now, nothing will ever compare to you beautiful eyes.
Paint a picture of anywhere in the world,
but i'd rather be here with you.
Painting the right colors for you,
but always have to start new.
It's a true blue.
The kind of blue dolphines fall in love with.
The kind of blue a girl like me could never resist.
Baby, you could be in the middle of a room,
and take a look around.
Yet, all i see is that beautiful blue.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem