HERMANN AT MY COTES 100ML (Eau de Parfum) - ÉTAT LIBRE D'ORANGE (Paris)

Cyprus, Spicy

Behind a mysterious title hides a very modern chypre which perfectly embodies the duality of being. Dark and poetic, this perfume invites us to question the nature of existence.

Top notes: Black Pepper, Galbanum, Blackcurrant Buds
Heart notes: Incense, Geosmine, Rose
Base notes: Vetiver, Patchouli, Ambroxan

This perfume is a son and grandson of 19th century Lagarde and Michard and dark romanticism.

It was born from the poem by Victor Hugo. A gothic and eternal seduction. To feel like a recumbent figure who has suffered greatly over the centuries.

FULL DESCRIPTION
No more no less.
The night was very dark and the forest very dark.
Hermann at my side seemed like a shadow.
Our horses were galloping. In God’s care!
The clouds in the sky looked like marbles.
The stars were flying in the branches of the trees
Like a swarm of firebirds.

I am full of regrets. Broken by suffering,
Hermann's deep spirit is empty of hope.
I am full of regrets. O my loves, sleep!
Now, while crossing these green solitudes,
Hermann said to me: “I think of half-open tombs; »
And I said to him: “I’m thinking of closed tombs. »

He looks forward: I look back,
Our horses galloped across the clearing;
The wind brought us distant angelus; says:
“I think of those whom existence afflicts,
To those who are, to those who live. — Me, I said to him,
I think of those who are no more! »

The fountains sang. What did the fountains say?
The oaks murmured. What were the oaks whispering?
The bushes whispered like old friends.
Hermann said to me: “The living never sleep.
At this moment, some eyes are crying, other eyes are watching.”
And I said to him: “Alas! others are asleep! »

Hermann then continued: “Misfortune is life.
The dead no longer suffer. They are happy ! I envy
Their pit where the grass grows, where the woods leaf out.
For the night caresses them with its sweet flames;
For the radiant sky calms all souls
In all the tombs at once! »

And I said to him: “Shut up!” respect to the dark mystery!
The dead lie beneath our feet in the earth.
The dead are the hearts that once loved you
It's your expired angel! It’s your father and your mother!
Let us not sadden them with bitter irony.
As through a dream they hear our voices. »

ALCOHOL DENAT., PARFUM (FRAGRANCE), AQUA (WATER), ETHYLHEXYL METHOXYCINNAMATE, BUTYL METHOXYDIBENZOYLMETHANE, ETHYLHEXYL SALICYLATE, LIMONENE, EUGENOL, ALPHA-ISOMETHYL IONONE, ISOEUGENOL, LINALOOL.