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Bergamot
Clementine
White peach nectar
Heart Notes 
Freesia
Jasmine
Magnolia
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Cedar
Sandalwood
White musk
pudelbonzo
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A little happiness...
... will once be great - if you can just wait, it will also fall into your lap - sang Adamo in the seventies.
I liked listening to him, as his songs, delivered with a strong French accent - were mostly witty to original.
Francophiles can also listen to the song under Petite Bonheur.
This might suit the light-footed fragrance that dances towards me, tres chique et tres Francais.
Like a Parisian woman, who crosses the hair-raising Paris streets with quick steps and confidence - her little poodle struts along self-assuredly.
The scene appears extremely charming - and by no means arrogant.
The two beauties know they are being noticed - even without much fuss.
She wears Bonheur and knows how to appreciate a little happiness.
A cup of coffee in the bistro, a smile from a stranger, the cute encounter of her poodle with an interested pug.
Musette music wafts over - what more does she need for her happiness?
She enjoys the moment - for she knows that happiness is not a regular guest.
A poem runs through her mind:
Happiness is a light-hearted wench
she doesn't like to stay in one place,
she brushes the hair from your forehead
and kisses you softly -
and flutters away.
She smiles quietly to herself - and her little dog jumps onto her lap.
I liked listening to him, as his songs, delivered with a strong French accent - were mostly witty to original.
Francophiles can also listen to the song under Petite Bonheur.
This might suit the light-footed fragrance that dances towards me, tres chique et tres Francais.
Like a Parisian woman, who crosses the hair-raising Paris streets with quick steps and confidence - her little poodle struts along self-assuredly.
The scene appears extremely charming - and by no means arrogant.
The two beauties know they are being noticed - even without much fuss.
She wears Bonheur and knows how to appreciate a little happiness.
A cup of coffee in the bistro, a smile from a stranger, the cute encounter of her poodle with an interested pug.
Musette music wafts over - what more does she need for her happiness?
She enjoys the moment - for she knows that happiness is not a regular guest.
A poem runs through her mind:
Happiness is a light-hearted wench
she doesn't like to stay in one place,
she brushes the hair from your forehead
and kisses you softly -
and flutters away.
She smiles quietly to herself - and her little dog jumps onto her lap.
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Dibella
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