Hundreds of perfumes, like daydreaming wildflowers
Sweet, bittersweet negligence now overpowers
Rose and oleander in their tiny glassware, shimmer me on
Myrrh and almond fragments in small portion balanced, lilacs and violas, in hidden small vials
Dripping them, spraying them, one by one testing them - that mist dazes me so
Now I cast that all out
Drop the false mirror to the ground
I open my coat wings to mount
To breathe freely
Fly with the wind, sun will reheat
You cry just like anguished oozing clouds
When autumn burns, new dreams take turns
Floats in my heart, this sweet, smokey, dizzy
Scent of life
The magic of perfume, in petals - this world's costume
Glowing of our desires, silk slipping sound that squires
Spice of the East, their lusty little tales - that dazes me so
Now I cast that all out
Drop the false mirror to the ground
I open my coat wings to mount
To breathe freely
Fly with the wind, sun will reheat
You cry just like anguished oozing clouds
When autumn burns, new dreams take turns
Floats in my heart, this sweet, smokey, dizzy
Scent of life
Fly with the wind, sun will reheat
You cry just like anguished oozing clouds
When autumn burns, new dreams take turns
Floats in my heart, this sweet, smokey, dizzy
Scent of life