I can hear your footsteps as you walk on the tile,
You can hear mine as I jump from the sky.
In the wind, your long hair flows,
Your perfume lingers, as the wind blows.

Fleur de cirey, eau de parfum
This time, you will know why I have come
With its subtle hints of rosemary
Invisible, but I can smell it clearly.

The red ribbon is as long as your hair;
Eyes to oversee the darkness, you were blessed a pair.
I can see a butterfly in your shadow.
I come to you, with reasons too shallow.

Fleur de cirey, eau de parfum
From your lips, a song comes as a hum
With its subtle hints of rosemary,
It cleanses my heart, which was once weary.

As you lay quietly between ground and stone,
I come to you, my hands not alone
With hints of rosemary not so subtle,
With sadness from my heart, more than little.

Fleur de cirey, eau de parfum,
With its subtle hints of rosemary.