The sun was high into the sky today, as we drank wine under the grape arbor, vybin to the sound of music, making memories that we harbor,
The easterlies blow the sweet smell of sugarcane in our mouths, and I can see trees of plums and pomegranates to the south,
The honey of magnolia trees ride the westerlies across the garten of fresh cut grass, and my mind soars high where eagles be, I wish this day would never pass,
A mid days shower suddenly comes to cool the summer sun, the leaves of the grapes of the arbor drizzle the rainwater until the cooling showers are done,
Chorus
It feels so good to be here, in the heaven of a garten all my own, a place of serenity peace and love, a place that I call home,
Away from the sadness and madness and drama of the world, my kingdom in heaven my own little world
2nd Verse
The sun was high into the sky today, as we drank wine under the grape arbor, vybin to the sound of music, making memories that we harbor,
The easterlies blow the sweet smell of sugarcane in our mouths, and I can see trees of plums and pomegranates to the south,
The honey of magnolia trees ride the westerlies across the garten of fresh cut grass, and my mind soars high where eagles be I wish this day would never pass,
A mid days shower suddenly comes to cool the summer sun, the leaves of the grapes of the arbor drizzle the rainwater until the cooling showers are done,
Chorus
It feels so good to be here, in the heaven of a garten all my own, a place of serenity peace and love, a place that I call home,
Away from the sadness and madness and drama of the world, my kingdom in heaven my own little world