Coffee eyes
Coffee Eyes Deep-eyed girl, you are not adorned with the blue sky, nor do you guard green forests, but rather with the enchanted night. Oh eyes of sweet coffee, that never let me sleep, flavor that holds me to you, liqueur that makes me exist. In your brown hides, mystery of fire and ivory, and when my eyes seek you, I find myself trapped in the end. Oh eyes of sweet coffee, that never let me sleep, flavor that holds me to you, liqueur that makes me exist. Sacred cup that I drink, in the eagerness to contemplate you, even if sleep eludes me, I do not want to let go of you. Oh eyes of sweet coffee, that never let me sleep, flavor that holds me to you, liqueur that makes me exist.
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