Olfactory notes: Tear salt, Withered rose, Angelica, Mineral, Ash, Incense, Sandalwood, Earth, White musks.
Sweet bitterness
Time is running out.
Hand in hand
Eye to eye
The silence of tears is coming.
Under the beating sun,
The heart is black as ebony.
The body resembling this marble stone,
The soul sails.
The wings gradually rose without noise.
Only the rose begins its last song
Like a distant memory
She trumpets her most beautiful heart.
The silence of tears is coming.
Then the Angel appears,
With a delicate hand placed,
Leave us the salt and the ashes,
To deploy its final wake,
Towards a sky of immaculate gold.
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