Сулико Одеколон

This is a giant red rose that was thrown into Aromatics Elixir Clinique.To prolong the breath of the rose, an appropriately sweet, delicate base was selected, which, however, contains dark chypre roots that can be tripped over. I am fascinated by the name of these perfumes and the historical and cultural background associated with it. When I wear this perfume, even thinking about this perfume, it’s like I’m rewatching the best Georgian films. In my mind I wander through the Caucasus mountains, enjoying the wonderful views, and I hear the singing of the song “Suliko” with a guitar: I was looking for my sweetheart's grave, And longing was tearing my heart. Without love my heart felt heavy, I cried to the night – "Where are you, my Suliko? " Alone among the thorns of the bush A lone rose was blooming My heart was beating hard, I had to ask it: "Where have you hidden Suliko?" For the confirmation nightingale, Ashamed and band softly down, Dew and pearl of heavenly tale, Shed as a tear on the ground. A nightingale hid with bated breath In the branches of the rose thorn Gently, then, I asked him if he was the one, If he had any news of Suliko. The Nightingale lifted his head high And sang a loud clear song to the stars His eyes held a gleam, and he cocked his head As if to tell me "Yes, yes, I know Suliko!" Star was illuminating us, Beams had been came out from her, And I asked her heedlessly, fuss, Are you my Suliko mere Confirmation gave with twinkling, Spread beams really sad, While in ear by whispering, Breeze identically make me glad.