My dear…do you know? do you know
That your flower perfume,
He lies and betrays you,
Are you dreaming of my love?
And in the flight of ladybugs,
It sits slowly on my lips,
The aroma intoxicates me,
Know? Did he tell you that?
You know that early in the morning
Is he kissing me sweetly?
And he insists…but what if?
I started to like it.
A…please…don’t be jealous,
My dear with a beautiful face,
It’s a perfume and that’s all…
You know how much I love you.
It’s a perfume and it’s fleeting,
But I adore you!
I love you like I can’t anymore
With your perfume and everything.
