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Twelve fine specialities
Ten little negroes, an old folk song, were written in the middle of the 19th century in America. The first German version dates back to 1885 and, in addition to the political inaccuracies of today, the song was known for its catchy melody as a counting rhyme and was widely distributed. For reading or reading aloud, the melody, the rhythm should also resonate, otherwise much stimulus is lost.
In many adaptations the song is known, political, satirical, club-like, etc. I want to use the rhyme to present one of the best perfumes for me again in a commentary. It's about J-H-L by Aramis. A fragrance almost 40 years old and well known to many on Parfumo. I regard this as an exceptional phenomenon, timeless, sensual, striking, of high quality and expressiveness.
The song verses were of course generously changed and adapted. In addition, there are inserts for better illustration. Have fun reading, I hope you like it!
Oh so - always stay in the rhythm.
Twelve fine spezerein
Twelve fine spezerein,
who live in a house.
The house here is called J-H-L
and nobody's out yet.
Twelve fine spezerein,
frisch-herber-würzger Place.
The fragrance comes oriental drein
and Bergamott left.
Eleven fine spezerein,
the danced Ringelrein,
the fruits ran out of air soon,
there was only nine.
Nine fine specialities,
they were frustrated,
the rose kisses them all happy,
warm-spicy floral lust.
It's pretty tart, still herbaceous-green,
but balm makes the hearts glow.
Nine fine specialities,
who pushed for power,
the fir resinates the rose,
there was only eight.
Eight fine spezerein,
began to fly free.
The fir was too heavy,
there it was, only seven.
Seven fine spezerein,
they wanted sex for the first time.
Allspice was still too small for that,
there was only six.
Six fine spezerein,
they had a lot of room now.
The carnation said, my dear cinnamon,
you're my greatest treasure.
They all smell delicious,
the vehicle makes it serene let.
Six fine spezerein,
who ran without stockings.
It was too cold for the sandalwood,
there was only five.
At the end again spicy smoke,
is now used up on the skin.
Five fine spezerein,
the smelled frank and free,
two broke one leg each,
there it was, only three.
Labdanum has now breathed out
and also the cinnamon is submerged.
Three fine spezers,
they felt alone,
the carnation says, then I go too,
now they are still to two.
Two fine spezerein,
they started crying,
Vanilla cried herself to death,
there was only one left.
The last fine spice,
they're sweeping the house out now.
Patchouli takes the leftovers with
and everyone's out.
In many adaptations the song is known, political, satirical, club-like, etc. I want to use the rhyme to present one of the best perfumes for me again in a commentary. It's about J-H-L by Aramis. A fragrance almost 40 years old and well known to many on Parfumo. I regard this as an exceptional phenomenon, timeless, sensual, striking, of high quality and expressiveness.
The song verses were of course generously changed and adapted. In addition, there are inserts for better illustration. Have fun reading, I hope you like it!
Oh so - always stay in the rhythm.
Twelve fine spezerein
Twelve fine spezerein,
who live in a house.
The house here is called J-H-L
and nobody's out yet.
Twelve fine spezerein,
frisch-herber-würzger Place.
The fragrance comes oriental drein
and Bergamott left.
Eleven fine spezerein,
the danced Ringelrein,
the fruits ran out of air soon,
there was only nine.
Nine fine specialities,
they were frustrated,
the rose kisses them all happy,
warm-spicy floral lust.
It's pretty tart, still herbaceous-green,
but balm makes the hearts glow.
Nine fine specialities,
who pushed for power,
the fir resinates the rose,
there was only eight.
Eight fine spezerein,
began to fly free.
The fir was too heavy,
there it was, only seven.
Seven fine spezerein,
they wanted sex for the first time.
Allspice was still too small for that,
there was only six.
Six fine spezerein,
they had a lot of room now.
The carnation said, my dear cinnamon,
you're my greatest treasure.
They all smell delicious,
the vehicle makes it serene let.
Six fine spezerein,
who ran without stockings.
It was too cold for the sandalwood,
there was only five.
At the end again spicy smoke,
is now used up on the skin.
Five fine spezerein,
the smelled frank and free,
two broke one leg each,
there it was, only three.
Labdanum has now breathed out
and also the cinnamon is submerged.
Three fine spezers,
they felt alone,
the carnation says, then I go too,
now they are still to two.
Two fine spezerein,
they started crying,
Vanilla cried herself to death,
there was only one left.
The last fine spice,
they're sweeping the house out now.
Patchouli takes the leftovers with
and everyone's out.
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