A twist of green sappy resin, then the cinnamon hits soft and heavy, and spreads with amber over dried apples and warm mulled cider.  Fades in half an hour to sandalwood and shadows of roses on benzoin skin.

Brief, but gorgeous.

I recently discovered the Turkish group Taksim Trio–a bit new age, a bit traditional.
Hüzün means sadness, google translate tells me.