The Soul of a Woman Is in Her Scent
Last night I dreamt that you were dead
Waking up I felt like a king in bed
But the stench of fish and dirty rats
Made me throw up and think of burning bats
Now did you try to kill your only child?
Did you try to hang it while you smiled?
Aw come on, don't lie and say that you will repent
The soul of a woman is in her scent
The soul of a woman is in her scent
Inspiration requires peace and tranquility
The greatest solitude will teach me the virtue of humility
And all this plans and obsessions
That were in honesty conceived
For always victim of suppressions
No, they never will be relieved
It's your perfume that I remember well
It's what keeps me alive in this prison cell
But it tends to become oh so monotone
Since I seem to have no smell of my own
Now did you betray your only son?
Did you try to threaten him with a gun?
I don't hate you but my disgust will be oh so well spent
The soul of a woman is in her scent
The soul of a woman is in her scent
Now did you help me in any way?
Did you try to let me see the day?
Aw come on, just admit that you'd hurt me in any event
The soul of a woman is in her scent
The soul of a woman is in her scent
My poor existence may have a higher destiny
Without an odor I will leave no trace in history
The soul of a woman is in her scent
The soul of a woman is in her scent
Waking up I felt like a king in bed
But the stench of fish and dirty rats
Made me throw up and think of burning bats
Now did you try to kill your only child?
Did you try to hang it while you smiled?
Aw come on, don't lie and say that you will repent
The soul of a woman is in her scent
The soul of a woman is in her scent
Inspiration requires peace and tranquility
The greatest solitude will teach me the virtue of humility
And all this plans and obsessions
That were in honesty conceived
For always victim of suppressions
No, they never will be relieved
It's your perfume that I remember well
It's what keeps me alive in this prison cell
But it tends to become oh so monotone
Since I seem to have no smell of my own
Now did you betray your only son?
Did you try to threaten him with a gun?
I don't hate you but my disgust will be oh so well spent
The soul of a woman is in her scent
The soul of a woman is in her scent
Now did you help me in any way?
Did you try to let me see the day?
Aw come on, just admit that you'd hurt me in any event
The soul of a woman is in her scent
The soul of a woman is in her scent
My poor existence may have a higher destiny
Without an odor I will leave no trace in history
The soul of a woman is in her scent
The soul of a woman is in her scent
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Writer(s): Frank Hermans
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