I will live in this village
with cornflowers blue,
I will love in this village,

a love that is true.

I will glean from each day,

no minute to waste,
I will live in this village

to quieten my haste.

I will love the large skies

with their dark twinkling hues,

I will smell sacred earth

with a love that is true.

But all I ask, is a slowness of pace,

I am seeking dear lord

to not let it race,

for the time is now

to enjoy what we can.

I will walk in this village

along green tiny lanes

only no one will see

the heart that is pained.

The tiny church,

strong in it's place

holding all memories
I came face to face.

The sorrows of many

who went before,

who lived in this village

with love just the same.

And like my sorrows

they lived in this place

they loved in this village

with cornflowers blue,

they loved in this village

a love that was true.......

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