Perfume de Carnaval

I go alone with my luck, I will carry it in my memory
Under an old carob tree, a handkerchief cut through the air
Dancing an old zamba, I gave her my dreams

The sun burned in the afternoon, silhouettes that seemed
Yellowish ghosts, full of earth and life
And I surrendered to your eyes, feeling that she loved me

Oh! Carnival perfume, I will never forget her
Her skin carried the scent of flowers and wet earth
Beautiful memories that I always carry within my soul

Oh! Times where they have stayed, where I have lost my dreams
Who knows if she remembers a old February
And that dance in the countryside and my true love

I didn't want to tell her anything, I loved her silently that afternoon
And on her black braids, I left my heartfelt verses
I left taking her eyes, on an Ash Wednesday

Oh! Carnival perfume, I will never forget her
Her skin carried the scent of flowers and wet earth
Beautiful memories that I always carry within my soul