Soap bar of lavender with fragrance of old
In French, lavande, is loved by the people
Les fleurs have delicate essence, yet bold
Alongside a country eglise, stone steeple

Crush the petals, immense redolence
Create perfume and eau and cologne
Soap and sachets, to freshen with scents
Open the drawers, sweet smell of home

Lavender growing by a wooden bridge
Hue of deep violet with a touch of blue
Seen on the hillside and over the ridge
Pick them for pressing, plant them for you