Definitely, I thought he must have an outbreak of a fungal disease, or munching insects, that were consuming all his coffee & cacao plants!
I guess if his eyes are sad, it's for a more pedestrian reason, like woman trouble, or in-laws, or something! Glad to know he does not have a Biblical plague on his farm.
He has a three year-old son. I therefore suspect it's lack of sleep you see in those eyes more than anything else
(This is what I get, for having taken French & Italian in high school and college. I grew up in a small town in Indiana, and assumed I was not likely to ever meet a Spanish-speaking person.
Of course I ended up married to a Hispanic man and living in New York, followed by a move to Phoenix!)
That's ok, I grew up in a small mining village in the north-east of England. It was one of 'those' places where there you could count the non-white, non-English families on the fingers of one hand. One family owned the local Chinese takeaway and the mother of one of the other families contacted my mother, after she received an invite for her twin boys to my brother's 7th birthday party, to ask if it would be ok if their father picked them up after the party... "I'll understand if that's a problem...mumble mumble...people talk, I know..mumble mumble" My poor mother (who was also an outsider to the village - she came from a town 15 miles away and had only lived there for 10 years at this point!) was somewhat confused and embarrassed as she had absolutely no idea what this lady was trying to say. It turned out that this woman's husband was (shock, horror!) black and her kids had never had an invite to a birthday party before as a result. My mother told her in no uncertain terms that if the neighbors had a problem with this they could ... well, I'd best not repeat what she apparently said they could do at this point because it's not particularly polite but, as you can probably guess, it involved sticking things where they were never meant to be stuck
Oh and I would have loved to have married a Spanish (or Catalan or French) speaker but instead I fell head over heels with a guy from Wales (who didn't even speak Welsh - bah!) and that kind of put paid to that
