Clouds Over Normandy The Value Of Food, Cheer And Song
My friend, let me call you so
For together we've withstood the flow of the years
Together we have won, we have shared
We've changed the course of our lives
Only to lighten those of the others
Now, look straight into my eyes
Watch these tears rise and fall
In a subtle metaphor of my kingdom's decline
Watch as the flesh submits under the golden aegis
And all sight of life begins to fade
Our memories, our deeds are forged as remnants
Of a journey that is now coming to its end
But even in the darkest of days
Even when you feel as weak as the morning breeze
And no wings could rid you of the weight of a loss
Love shall reign and hope prevail
From birth and until the final sail
Go now, my friend
Let the grass grow and rivers flow
Let the fragrance of jasmine invade your home
For the world is certainly a merrier place
When one values food, cheer and song