Ballad of LUBERON
With a coast cut in ocher colors, the Var, famous all over the world
By St Tropez, is also a department covered with forests and pine forests
Where, in the massif of the Moors, its tree king, unfolds its tormented antler
Its hinterland hides villages nestled in the hollows of the warm valleys
In a wide variety of sites, mimosas, oleanders and tamarins
Sensitive to frost, are distant from the massifs to decorate the warm waterfront
The dune cords are covered with lilies, soldier's oyat or panicaut
Chaste tree, ophrys and euphorbia growing in the wetland of the marine domain
After the atmosphere, sea and warmth of the sands of the invaded Var coast
Let's go to the Lubéron where the steep ravines scatter the diffuse hills
Within the framework of a warm chromatic palette of ochres of the Vaucluse
Under the protection of the "Giant of Provence" the Ventoux, with the bleached hat
Perched on a limestone ridge, a feudal village, faces the mountains of Var
Bargème, with its medieval enclosure dominated by its ruined castle
The village stretches its houses of blond stones to the roofs to sponge
Along the zigzag lanes flourished with hollyhocks and paved ramps
Perched on a ridge dotted with oaks and pines, Tourtour, the protected
Nicknamed "the village in the sky", with sublime views of the Massif des Maures
This small village refreshed by its fountains scattered on the shaded plots
Enchant the visitors by its houses arranged in a spiral for watchtower
With its lagoons with turquoise waters, long sandy beaches, Porquerolles
Small corner of paradise moored to the peninsula of Gien with the contours
Bicycling is the best way to discover one of the 'Golden Islands'
Leaving the paths with myrtle scents from the Levant to the Sunset
From a crest of the peninsula of St Tropez, Gassin pours out its alleys,
Types of shadow trenches climbing among curtains of bougainvillea
To end up on a large esplanade planted with hackberry trees
In a grandiose dazzling panorama between oaks, pines and gradual vines
To the north of the Luberon, encircled by ramparts, the perched village of Bonnieux
Deploys its white stone houses in this ancient pontifical city
"Amphitheater built on the slope of a smiling hill" under the skies
Where the interlacing of the shaded alleys of centenary cedars leads to the ducal belvedere
Dominating the valley of the Coulon, Gordes, hangs in contempt of the vertigo
Its houses on a steep promontory, dotted with terraced gardens
Accessible by its narrow alleyways winding along the cliff of the aerobatics
Sentinel of the plateau of Vaucluse watching over the plain of Cavaillon full of grace
Nestled between olive trees and vineyards, Lourmarin offers an idyllic setting
Tormented by the wars of religion, the village has found its enchanting site
And its Renaissance castle restored in "Villa Medicis de Provence" bucolic
Where Henri Bosco, "the chanter of Provence" praised the charms of the city of sweets
Surrounded by the red of the ocher quarries, Roussillon carries high its originality
With a backdrop of scattered cliffs
Where the wonders of this Colorado Provençal cut with the green of the meadows
For a show with the picturesque names of "Blood Cliffs" or "Val des Fées"
Var and Vaucluse united in the summer mornings where the sun caresses cypresses and vines
While a gust of wind makes the sea float around the islands
While from the narrow streets to the pastel facades, the image becomes unreal
On winter evenings, when on the horizon the snowy Alps rosy more
L’ARIÉ….JOIE