English translation:- (original song Hungarian language to French) undreds of perfumes, dreams of flowers Sweetish, tart, mellifluous forgetting Rose and lavender in slender little bottles, oh it is drugging/dazzling meMyrrh and almond locked in little places, lilacs, violets in secret little vials I am trying them individually drop by drop or atomized, it is dazzling me. Now I throw them all out, I throw away my distorted mirror, I am opening up my coat Breathe freelyThe wind is letting me fly, the Sun is warming me Sometimes you weep from wounded clouds If the autumn is ablaze - you are weaving a new dream In my heart the fragrance of life is flying in a sweet, smoky, dizzy wayThe magic of perfumes, the world of petals, the glow of desires, the gliding of silk, the spice of the East, the tale of senses, it is dazzling me Refrain: Now I am throw them all out, I throw away my distorted mirror, I am opening up my coat Breathe freely. The wind is letting me fly, the Sun is warming me Sometimes you weep from wounded clouds If the autumn is ablaze - you are weaving a new dream In my heart the fragrance of life is flying in a sweet, smoky, dizzy way.
Posted on: Fri, 24 Jan 2014 14:55:52 +0000
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