IXINAA YAI KEAI – the sounds of perfumes

This text is, in my opinion, a perfect example of symbiosis. Between the culture of the Ummo people’s perfumes, and the general motto of the Baudelairians “Correspondences”. I hope this alchemy will enchant you … time for a song !

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.

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