Holy geranium, you smell so good like earth
And you too, anemone, I prefer you, tulip
Then anyway, you all smell good
You boys and then you girls

Ah, how good it is in this garden
Far from machines
No need for money to feel good
No need for wine to get drunk

The hens and the rooster are flirting
It's true that this rabbit is alone, I think it bothers him
Hey, you the dog, I don't deprive you of anything
Wag your tail, give me your beautiful eyes

Ah, how good it is in this garden
Far from machines
No need for money to feel good
No need for wine to get drunk

Ah, how good it is in this garden
Far from machines
No need for money to feel good
No need for wine to get drunk

It's you, the vegetables
At least I presume
You are not recognizable
I must tell you
That winter has just left
The weather is still variable
A splash of water before nightfall
A rake around the leeks

Ah, how good it is in this garden
Far from machines
No need for money to feel good
No need for wine to get drunk

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