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I know you, I once went for a walk with you in a dream..
... I know you, this scent is so familiar, a nocturnal shimmer of damp woody earth rises up.
But I know it's true that visions are rarely all they seem, I lie there bedded in moss.
But if I know you, I only see you blurred by drops of black tar.
You will recognize me immediately, as you once did in a dream, by my animal aura, pulsating with dark green and surrounded by consecrated smoke.
You will seduce me at once, sweetly sweet, as you once did in a dream, warming with your juniper eyes penetrating... twisting we unite, an intoxication, salty sweating, it glows...
I know you
I walked with you once upon a dream
I know you
That look in your eyes is so..
But I know it's true that visions are rarely all they seem, I lie there bedded in moss.
But if I know you, I only see you blurred by drops of black tar.
You will recognize me immediately, as you once did in a dream, by my animal aura, pulsating with dark green and surrounded by consecrated smoke.
You will seduce me at once, sweetly sweet, as you once did in a dream, warming with your juniper eyes penetrating... twisting we unite, an intoxication, salty sweating, it glows...
I know you
I walked with you once upon a dream
I know you
That look in your eyes is so..
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But the saint has his church with him everywhere..
Your dense, white smoke rises,
The one as in days long gone
To us a reminder and comfort at the same time,
Let us divine the bliss.
Already thousands of years ago
Was your blessed fragrance
Offered to the wild gods,
Drove evil spirits away.
From the distant East
Caravans used to bring you,
You were weighed out with gold,
Fairy tales entwined around you
Small, clear, golden drops,
Congealed tears, desert treasure,
Scent test for resins and limes,
Spell of a Thousand and One Nights.
Sensual, erotic, mystically enraptured,
Bridge to worlds of time,
Window to dreams and reality,
To sites and temples of the past.
He does not drive me into flight, on the contrary, he envelops me all day long, again and again a breath of incense comes and lifts my spirits...
If you are looking for an absolutely fabulous olibanum fragrance, you have come to the right place.
Alternatives are available (Comme des Garçons-Series range), BUT not with the long durability of Montale.
The one as in days long gone
To us a reminder and comfort at the same time,
Let us divine the bliss.
Already thousands of years ago
Was your blessed fragrance
Offered to the wild gods,
Drove evil spirits away.
From the distant East
Caravans used to bring you,
You were weighed out with gold,
Fairy tales entwined around you
Small, clear, golden drops,
Congealed tears, desert treasure,
Scent test for resins and limes,
Spell of a Thousand and One Nights.
Sensual, erotic, mystically enraptured,
Bridge to worlds of time,
Window to dreams and reality,
To sites and temples of the past.
He does not drive me into flight, on the contrary, he envelops me all day long, again and again a breath of incense comes and lifts my spirits...
If you are looking for an absolutely fabulous olibanum fragrance, you have come to the right place.
Alternatives are available (Comme des Garçons-Series range), BUT not with the long durability of Montale.
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