I do not know
If it comes from God
The sky is blue
Or will
Of your eyes
This color
Tile that day ...

If random dusk
And lose the blue sky
Between the sea and the sunset
Kelp, go at low tide
Search there a smell of blue
This color does not leave me
Bate and foothold
The blood of King ...

Until sunrise yellowing
Burning softly
Early, very early (very early)
Run and go tell
To my sweetheart
A say so
Love is ... Bluey