It Is Your Clear Eye (Et Es Su Claros Ojos)

Red flower,
it is your clear eye
that greets the phantom
hiding among the thorns and bushes.

Fair passion,
it is your clear eye
that sees in the dark –
a beam of light radiates from your pearls.

Mystery,
it is your clear eye
I choose to stare at.

Red flower,
it is your clear eye
Death chooses to close.