In the heart of the village, where shadows play,
The whispering trees with secrets sway.
Under the golden sun’s gentle kiss,
Dreams of serenity in the air persist.

The cottages line the cobblestone streets,
Where laughter and joy in harmony meet.
Children chase the twilight’s tender gleam,
While elders weave tales in a tranquil dream.

Fields of emerald stretch far and wide,
Embraced by mountains, where eagles glide.
The river hums a lullaby sweet,
As evening glow and night softly greet.

In the village’s heart, peace finds its place,
A haven of love, a gentle embrace.
Stars begin their nightly dance,
Under the village’s timeless trance.