Top Notes 
Lavender
Bergamot
Coriander
Heart Notes 
Geranium
Nutmeg
Sage
Base Notes 
Vanilla
Benzoin
Heliotrope
Patchouli
Gandix
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Gandix
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Far Far Away
By the lake,
the day is drawing to a close,
and the colors of the sky shift in all shades of red,
as the sun slowly disappears on the horizon.
It is a warm summer evening.
Lavender grows wild at the edge of the lake.
The wind gently plays with your hair,
catching the last rays of sunshine.
Soft vanilla tones weave through the patchouli-colored splendor.
Above it all lies the reddish-golden light
of the setting sun.
Twilight....
How often have we been here at this time,
in love, like on the first day.
You had your guitar with you
and played just for me.
With your soft voice,
that caressed me, you sang my favorite songs.
And I lost myself in your eyes,
amber-colored,
like a lake of benzoin.
And I saw love in them.
And I saw your upper lip twitch...
I smiled...
you would kiss me any moment now...
In your breath, there was always a slight hint of nutmeg,
and your lips tasted of bergamot...
You only liked that one drink....
Our bed on the ground was adorned
with rose geraniums and vanilla flowers...
I have every single note in my head,
as I can smell them in the perfume.
And then there was that accident...
You wanted to ride the motorcycle to the lake,
I followed in the car...
Had to wait while turning...
Then that noise...
squealing tires...
a dull thud...
shattering glass...
and silence....
endless silence....
Today I sit here by the lake,
everything covered by a 10cm thick layer of snow.
It is winter,
but the light at the lake is the same.
My thoughts travel back
to the past,
to the play of light in your hair,
the expression in your eyes...
the love within them....
Now you are so far far away.....
(Hubert von Goisern)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z8Ahw0V8GNc
It has become sad, but this fragrance is so comforting, so it fits.
the day is drawing to a close,
and the colors of the sky shift in all shades of red,
as the sun slowly disappears on the horizon.
It is a warm summer evening.
Lavender grows wild at the edge of the lake.
The wind gently plays with your hair,
catching the last rays of sunshine.
Soft vanilla tones weave through the patchouli-colored splendor.
Above it all lies the reddish-golden light
of the setting sun.
Twilight....
How often have we been here at this time,
in love, like on the first day.
You had your guitar with you
and played just for me.
With your soft voice,
that caressed me, you sang my favorite songs.
And I lost myself in your eyes,
amber-colored,
like a lake of benzoin.
And I saw love in them.
And I saw your upper lip twitch...
I smiled...
you would kiss me any moment now...
In your breath, there was always a slight hint of nutmeg,
and your lips tasted of bergamot...
You only liked that one drink....
Our bed on the ground was adorned
with rose geraniums and vanilla flowers...
I have every single note in my head,
as I can smell them in the perfume.
And then there was that accident...
You wanted to ride the motorcycle to the lake,
I followed in the car...
Had to wait while turning...
Then that noise...
squealing tires...
a dull thud...
shattering glass...
and silence....
endless silence....
Today I sit here by the lake,
everything covered by a 10cm thick layer of snow.
It is winter,
but the light at the lake is the same.
My thoughts travel back
to the past,
to the play of light in your hair,
the expression in your eyes...
the love within them....
Now you are so far far away.....
(Hubert von Goisern)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z8Ahw0V8GNc
It has become sad, but this fragrance is so comforting, so it fits.
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