Carnival echoes, in the shadow of the night,
There, doubt transforms into pure joy, enticed.
In this dream, no borders, just light to touch.
A wave of confetti, in a rainbow of colors, ablaze.
The air vibrates, under a whisper of incensed sweetness.
Warmth of benzoin, echoes of resins, woody rhythm,
Weaving dream and reality, in a in a burst of colored breaths

Benzoin and Balmy resins

*The black metal tin is no longer included in the package from the stock receiving Autumn 2022, the new bottle design has been introduced since Spring 2023 with a golden foil signature on the black glass bottle, the distribution of the old packages and the new packages will be random.