Parfüm [English translation]
Parfüm [English translation]
Hundreds of perfumes, dreams of flowers
Sweet, bitter, mellifluous forgetting
Rose and nerium in a thin little bottle, oh it numbs me
Myrrh and almond locked up in a small place, syringas, violas, secret little vials
Testing them in droplets, in sprays, it dazes me so
Now i'm throwing all of them out
I'm throwing my misshapen mirror away
I'm forming wings of my coat
Breath freely
Wind makes me fly, sun warms me up
Sometimes you cry out of wounded clouds
Whenever autumn is on fire, you make new dreams
In my heart sweetly, smokily, dizzyingly
Flies the smell of life
Magic of perfume, world of petals
Glowing of our desires, gliding of silks
Spice of the East, its silly little tale dazes me so
Now i'm throwing all of them out
I'm throwing my misshapen mirror away
I'm forming wings of my coat
Breath freely
Wind makes me fly, sun warms me up
Sometimes you cry out of wounded clouds
Whenever autumn is on fire, you make new dreams
In my heart sweetly, smokily, dizzyingly
Flies the smell of life
- Artist:Boggie
- Album:Boggie (2013)