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It was at the end of a dusty alley
Bordered by pine trees and cypress
Where horizon is drawn by mountains
Where purple lavender covered the plain
Three hundred years of heavy winds
Have molded limestones and the fields
Leaving to them a sweet fragrance
A taste of this corner of France
A wonderful year in Provence
Marking the period of my life
In the old city of Orange
Here with my friends and wife
Marvelous scents of rosemary and thyme
Rose from the lanes grabbed by the tide
Only hot winds dare to contest
The silence that invaded the place
Even time can do nothing at all
Thousand battles haven't shaken the walls
Of the masts built with mud and sweat
A century ago by people from here
A wonderful year in Provence
Marking the period of my life
In the old city of Orange
Here with my friends and wife
Painters have drawn these silent streets
Some magicians or artists
Incredible challenge for my eyes
Beautiful colors washed by the mistral
A wonderful year in Provence
Marking the period of my life
In the old city of Orange
Here with my friends and wife
Here with my friends and wife
Here with my friends and wife