I like your perfume, you smell like the love of my life
You smell like that sweet fruit that one eats and doesn't
He wants it to end, you smell like a queen's perfume
You smell of spring, you have that mountain freshness

You smell of a sincere heart, of true love, of that
Love that no matter how much time passes, is never forgotten
Because the smell of him is inside one, kept in the heart
And she waters in the soul, you smell like an innocent girl, a princess in love

I like your perfume, you smell like the love of my life
You smell like that sweet fruit that one eats and doesn't
He wants it to end, you smell like a queen's perfume
You smell of spring, you have that mountain freshness

You smell like a perfumed baby, a sincere smile, a shocking dream
To that passion from which one wants to flee, but at the same time does not want to
Let it finish, you smell like the bathroom of the gods of Olympus, like perfume
From alabaster, to roses, to flowers, to hope of life and love

I like your perfume, you smell like the love of my life
You smell like that sweet fruit that one eats and doesn't
He wants it to end, you smell like a queen's perfume
You smell of spring, you have that mountain freshness