Perfume de Carnaval (part. Jacinto Piedra)

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 you loved me

Oh, carnival perfume
I will never forget you
Her skin carried the scent
Of flowers and wet earth
Beautiful memories that I always
Keep inside my soul

There are times where they have stayed
Where I have lost my dreams
Who knows if she remembers
An old February
And that dance in the field
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 song
I left taking her eyes
On an Ash Wednesday

Oh, carnival perfume
I will never forget you
Her skin carried the scent
Of flowers and wet earth
Beautiful memories that I always
Keep inside my soul