Voluptuous YIE,
I hear your perfume,
IXINAA YAI KEAI,
IXINAA YAI KEAI,
Walking like a black panther,
Your deep colour captivate my BUAWAA,
In a concert of fragrances,
Played by Mozart and Beaudelaire.
Voluptuous YIE,
I hear your perfume,
IXINAA YAI KEAI,
IXINAA YAI KEAI,
In my heart transported,
Yes, I’m still loving you,
Over there, far away from me,
On our UMMO planet.
Voluptuous YIE,
I hear your perfume,
IXINAA YAI KEAI,
IXINAA YAI KEAI,
You fervently wished me good luck,
in my mission on Earth OYAGAA,
I was twenty-nine.
I was twenty-nine.
I remember our EXAABII,
The room scented steam baths.
Our bodies immersed
in the mist caressing and fragrant,
which saturates the space of the room.
Voluptuous YIE,
I hear your perfume,
IXINAA YAI KEAI,
IXINAA YAI KEAI.