The Périgord polychrome
Its four polychrome territories sign the Golden Book
From this region full of history, named the Perigord,
Gauloise since the installation of the tribe of Pétrucores
Jules Vernes magnificent his crescent North.
The spring green of its abundant vegetation,
The secular white of its limestone cliffs,
The autumnal purple of its renowned wines,
The winter black truffles in the shade of the forest.
Five rivers crisscross its forests and gorges
Watering orchards, pastures and hedges
Signol illustrated the Dordogne by his "Hope River"
Brantome sanctifies the Dronne in the Green Venice.
On its trails, between streams and mills, along the water
Gambadent the diver's pin and the wagtail of streams.
Along the tortuous course of the Isle, the sturgeon offers its black gold
Between Montpon and Menestrol, you can enjoy caviar.
The Vézère, the river in the hollow valley,
Nourishes the Cro-Magnon Man and the Prehistoric Generations
She made famous the Eyzies, its caverns and hollow shelters
Where the men lived from the troglodytic sites.
Close to the Cabanes du Breuil, preserved of the time
With their houses in dry stone with the corbelled vault
Covered with a lazer's harbor, far from modernity,
Remains of the distant peasant past.
Crossing the country of the forges, the bubbling Auvézère
In his bed dug in the faults of the prominent rocks
Swirls from fast to powerful stunts
Under the laughing eye of the mouflons, on the side of a cavalier cliff.
It is through the capital of black gold, Sarlat, that we will finish
Medieval city with picturesque stone houses
Paradise of truffle, ceps, foie gras and grattons
In this high place of gastronomy for a tasting posons.
L’ARIÉ…. JOIE