In the heart of France, where rivers glide,
Through verdant fields, where dreams reside,
Whispering winds in lavender fields,
A symphony nature gently yields.
Golden sunflowers, tall and proud,
Dance with the breeze, whispering aloud,
Under the azure, endless sky,
Where time pauses, and worries fly.
Majestic Alps, with snowy crowns,
Embrace the valleys, towns and towns,
Echoes of history, past and gone,
Yet life in France keeps moving on.
Beneath the stars, in tranquil night,
Franceâs nature, pure delight,
A canvas painted with colors so rare,
A paradise beyond compare.