Les Parfums De Sa Vie [English translation]

(copy-paste of the title)

Even though she rolled

her half-naked body in exhausted bedsheets

until dawn toward the unknown

into one pair of outstreched arms after the other,

even though she somewhat playfully

slowly burned her freedom away

with the wind of her hair

and her blue safron perfumes,

still linger in her eyes

the remains of a banner,

the shadow of a hearse

pulled1 by looters.

Me, I loved her so,

I have loved her so much

that my body is mingled with

the scents of her life.

Me, I whorshiped her

worshiped [so much]

that my body is mingled with

the scents of her life.

Indeed, as her misdemeanours draw to an end,

her hurting eyes are late

as comes the time to leave

or flash a smile or a glance.

Her body lies open on the adultery shores,

to the bitter caresses of fleeting love

Me, I loved her so,

I have loved her so much

that my body is mingled with

the scents of her life.

Me, I whorshiped her

worshiped [so much]

that my body is mingled with

the scents of her life.

Indeed, she often offered

magnificent nights and dreams.

1. lit. "pushed", but that sounds a bit ambiguous in English

• Artist:Art Mengo