Etat Libre d'orange - 'Hermann à Mes Côtés Me Paraissait Une Ombre' Eau De Parfum - 100 ml| Heart notes | Geosmine, Incense, Rose |
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| Base notes | Ambroxan, Patchouli, Vetiver |
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| Head notes | Black Pepper, Blackcurrant Buds, Galbanum |
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| Olfactory Family | Cyprus, Spicy |
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| Gender | Unisex |
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Behind a mysterious title hides a very modern chypre that perfectly embodies the duality of being. Dark and poetic, this perfume invites us to question the nature of existence.
This perfume is a son and grandson of Lagarde and Michard XIX century and of the dark romanticism.
It was born from the poem of Victor Hugo. A gothic and eternal seduction. To feel of flesh and marble like a recumbent figure who would have suffered a lot through the centuries.
No more, no less.
The night was very black and the forest very dark.
Hermann at my side seemed to me a shadow.
Our horses galloped. In the guard of God!
The clouds of the sky looked like marbles.
The stars flew in the branches of the trees
Like a swarm of birds of fire.
I am full of regrets. Broken by suffering,
Hermann's deep spirit is empty of hope.
I am full of regrets. Oh my loves, sleep!
Now, while crossing these green solitudes,
Hermann said to me: "I think of the half-open tombs; "
And I said to him: "I think of the closed tombs. »
He looks forward: I look back,
Our horses galloped across the clearing;
The wind brought us distant angeluses; said:
"I think of those whom existence afflicts,
Of those who are, of those who live. - I, I said to him,
I think of those who are no more!"
The fountains sang. What did the fountains say?
The oaks murmured. What did the oaks murmur?
The bushes whispered like old friends.
Hermann said to me: "The living never sleep.
At this moment, some eyes cry, other eyes watch."
And I said to him: "Alas! others are asleep!"
Hermann then continued: "Misfortune is life.
The dead suffer no more. They are happy! I envy
Their grave where the grass grows, where the woods shed their leaves.
For the night caresses them with its gentle flames;
For the radiant sky calms all souls
In all the tombs at once! "
And I said to him: "Be quiet! Respect to the dark mystery!
The dead lie lying beneath our feet in the earth.
The dead are the hearts that once loved you .
It is your expired angel! It is your father and mother!
Let us not sadden them with bitter irony.
As through a dream they hear our voices."
