Let me cry by Filippo Sorcinelli, the eleventh of the UNUM collection, praises the race towards one's freedom.

Top notes : Lilac, Jasmine, Gardenia, Ylang ylang, Iris

Heart notes: Tuberose, Carnation

Base notes : Tolu Balsam, Musks

Good things are images that disappear from our minds. They are parts of us lost in the forest of habits. But the pain remains and describes what cannot be chosen. Maybe I don't want to forget, maybe it won't happen. I want to feel different. Free only. I remember crying because it is stronger than forgetting. But going is sweeter than staying. I don't want to live in fear of what comes from the dark or what I left behind. I am who I wanted to be even when it wasn't me speaking. There were tears in the moon that always rose like a prayer, sculpting my fate. I proudly sigh for just one leap into the drama so as not to let go of the emotions. So I follow my emerald-scented path wherever it may take me. It's a promise to me and to each other, an oath, a cry, a sincerity, a courageous hymn. Strong. I believe and I never forget.