Текст песни Габриэль Гарсиа Маркес - Глаза голубой собаки

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She looked at me intently, and I still could not understand where I had seen this girl before. Her wet, anxious gaze sparkled in the uneven light of a kerosene lamp, and I remembered that I dream of this room and lamp every night, and every night I meet a girl with anxious eyes here. Yes, yes, it is her that I see every time, crossing the unsteady line of dreams, the line of reality and sleep.
We were silent. I - swaying in the chair, she - warming thin white fingers over the glass cover of the lamp. Shadows trembled on her eyelids. It seemed to me that I should say something, and I said at random: "The eyes of a blue dog" - and she responded sadly: "Yes. Now we will never forget that."