Marek Grechuta - Pomarańcze i mandarynki

Milady smells like tuberoses.
It inspires and it excites.
I do like the smell of anesthesia,
But mostly - if it's feminine.

I do like the smell of anesthesia,
But mostly - if it's feminine.

Do I speak gracefully? Melodically?
Topics like a pearl from a necklace?
Milady stares - meloncholically...
Where did milady get this melancholy?

Milady stares - meloncholically...
Where did milady get this melancholy?
Dream? Reality? Like rings of smoke?
A voluptuous pale girl's dream?
Glossy ebony jewelry box:
Oranges and mandarins.

Glossy ebony jewelry box:
Oranges and mandarins.

Milady nestles her lips in her fur pelt...
Most likely.. the coat is soft..
Allergy? What will happen tomorrow?
What will the silver mirror show?

Allergy? What will happen tomorrow?
What will the silver mirror show?

Dark circles encircle the eyes after the ball,
And sensuality of the fragrant face,
And a light slumber will surround milady,
And milady shal dream of yesterday.

And a light slumber will surround milady,
And milady shal dream of yesterday.

Milady asks, do I dance the waltz?
Oh, I'll dance... like a girl's dream!
Mandarins and oranges,
Oranges and mandarins.

Mandarins and oranges,
Oranges and mandarins.