Holle, clean perfumer,
Daughter of Elysium,
We sniff joyfully
Heavenly, your fine perfume.
Your magic binds again,
What the sword of fashion divided;
Stinkers become fragrant brothers,
Where your gentle wing resides.
Chorus
Be embraced, millions!
This scent of the whole world!
Parfumos - above the cloud canopy
Must dwell a great Holle.
Whoever has succeeded in the great throw,
To be master of a flacon;
Whoever has attained such an Eau,
Mix in their jubilation!
Yes - whoever can call
Even just one nose their own on this earth!
And whoever has never managed, let them rush
Weeping from this union!
Chorus
What dwells in our great circle,
Honor the laundromat!
Symrise leads it,
Where the Unknown reigns.
Iso scents all beings
At the breasts of chemistry,
All good, all evil
Follow its Snyth-genius.
Eau de Laundromat it gave us & Vacciné
Finest scent, tested in suffering.
Lust was given to the worm,
And the cherub stands before God.
Chorus
You fall down, millions?
Do you sense the creator, Holle?
Is she searching behind the forests,
In Holzminden she must dwell.
Iso is the strong feather
In the shimmering olfaction.
Iso E 10 drives the wheels
In the great nose clock.
Wood scents it lures from the ethers,
Suns from the form flacon,
Spheres it rolls into the smelling brain,
Through the sniffer's trunk's delight.
Chorus
Joyful, as their scents shine,
Through the wide hall of space,
Run, brothers, your course,
Joyful as a hero to victory.
From the great washing machine
She smiles at the researcher.
To the fresh fragrances
She leads the sufferer's path.
On the sun mountains of wood scents
One sees her flags waving,
Through the crack of exploded coffins
She stands in the scent of angels.
Chorus
Spray boldly, millions!
Spray for the better world!
Up above the starry canopy
A great God will reward.
Holle cannot be repaid,
It is beautiful to spray her substance.
Grief and cowardice should be reported,
To rejoice with the joyful.
Resentment and revenge be forgotten,
Let our host be forgiven,
No tear should press him,
No remorse gnaw at him.
Chorus
This Eau be recommended here,
As well as your gentle Vacciné!
Brothers - above the nose trunk
Rejoice the smelling brain, as rarely before.
Eau de Laundromat enchants,
In the perfume's sweet flutter
Sniffing gentleness cannibals,
Despair becomes heroism - -
Brothers, fly from your seats,
When the full flacon circles,
Let the spray burst to heaven:
This Eau to the good spirit.
Chorus
That the whirl of stars praises,
That the seraph's hymn extols,
This Eau to the good spirit
Above the cloud canopy up there!
Steadfast courage in heavy suffering,
Help where innocence weeps,
Eternity sworn oaths,
Fragrance against friend and foe,
Poet's pride before kingly thrones -
Friends, if it concerns good and spirit, -
To merit its crowns,
Downfall to whoever dismisses wit!
Chorus
Close the sacred circle tighter,
Swear by this golden scent:
To be always true to the spirit,
Swear it by the star judge!
Rescue from tyrant chains,
Nobility even to the villain,
Hope on deathbeds,
Grace at the high court!
Even the dead shall live!
Sisters spray and mist one,
All sinners shall be forgiven,
And the T/Holle shall be eternal.
Chorus
A fragrant evening hour!
Gentle breeze in linen cloth!
Brothers - a fine spray
From the artists' laundromat!
With thanks to Fritze Schiller for the scaffolding.
Those who enjoy music can listen to Louis van Beethoven's music with Jebrüll...
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Eau de Laundromat is the purest and finest Iso E Super. It smells subtle, shimmering, oscillating, swelling and receding with the known, this modern aroma chemical's characteristic silvery woodiness.
The flacon enchants in the cool style of Bauhaus: modern and factual.
Clean form follows clean content as one would expect from a clean conceptual art laundromat. Performance and sillage follow the golden ratio.
Amidst the general scent inflation, flankeritis, and loveless mass production, Holle's laundromat, located in the heart of the German fragrance metropolis Holzminden, shines with its strictly limited and well-considered release policy. Only on special occasions does Frau Holle (from the full, from the full!) draw one of her rare fragrances, all of which deserve attention.
Her art waters, brewed from the most modern aroma chemicals and finely tuned humorous ingredients, are honored by connoisseurs.
Her two fragrances are pure niche waters, minimalist with a light hand composed, congenially packaged and correctly named.
Holle's texts, likewise a kind of humorously winding backbone in the local text salad or a bright, red thread through the Parfumo jungle are
a feast for the eyes and ears,
a delight for fragrance lovers,
thus: a kind of summa for synesthetes (and outsiders?).
They provide winding strong and fine brains with the greatest pleasure.
ISO-E-Super
MariellaMmmh
MonsieurTest
EveMist
FrauLohse
008Pauline
FrauHolle
Terra
Sweetsmell75
Cocinera
Taurus
