Fru Fru

Night flower that dazzles with your fake laughter
When you laugh, you spread tinkling of glass
Queen; beautiful with your gifts you impose adoration
And The Salons Bow Down to You with Singular Admiration

Harmonious; voluptuous and triumphant is your name fru-fru
Dancer; the most beautiful and fragrant colombina is you
Elegant your little step; your foot is tiny and graceful
Your neck white snow and the color of your hand ivory

Among lights and among flowers you leave your virtue
And your old admirers tell you: Madame fru-fru
The fire of your eyes shines; the arc of your love triumphs
And in your pretty red lips; there is a hint of modesty

Drink and sing; laugh and kiss; forget with your sweet womb
I will be young; fresh and soft, you have everything to be happy
Keep going; don't worry; about sorrows, the weight, the cross
Drink and sing; laugh and kiss, that's why they call you Fru; fru!