Ένα ωραίο τραγούδι από μια αξιόλογη ερμηνεύτρια από τον Καναδά, η οποία έχει ρώσικες ρίζες.
Παραθέτω και τους στίχους, επειδή έχουν την αξία τους:
Across from me, on the bus this afternoon
A girl of age ninety, eyes of blue
Peering out from a changed too soon
I saw the girl so charming in her youth
Her hat reveals a women of taste
Now just to get off this bus is a torturous fate
She'll slowly make the way back to her place
An apartament where no one awaits
Blue eyes unchanged
The body aged
Blue eyes you are my last witnesses now
Blue eyes unchanged
The body aged
Blue eyes tell me what you wanted to be
When you grew up
Blue eyes once reflected in her mother's gaze
On those summers as a child by the lake
Blue eyes saw love's first embrace
The body down the road
I wonder if he's alive today
Young girls go laughing past on the road
No one pays attention to the old
But at least we know justice will be served
In the end everyone gets their turn
Blue eyes unchanged
The body aged
Blue eyes you are my last witnesses now
Blue eyes unchanged
The body aged
Blue eyes tell me what you wanted to be
When you grew up
