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Recipe and ingredients: 00:00 Oatmeal 250 g. 00:23 Yogurt 1 cup. 00:26 Baking soda 1/2 tsp. 00:56 Zest of 1 lemon. 01:07 Butter 40 g. 01:23 Maple syrup 2 tbsp.
Bon appetit!
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Under the roof where the sunlight falls
The walls hum softly with whispered calls
A kettle sings its shy refrain
The world is quiet beyond the rain
Oh, soul, it's white where love resides
Where bread is warm and hearts confide
The fish bake slowly, air is sweet
The simple life is my retreat
Curtains sway like a lover's hand
The clock ticks gently, it understands
A photograph smiles from a dusty frame
We play our parts in this timeless game
Oh, soul, it's white where love resides
Where bread is warm and hearts confide
The fish bake slowly, air is sweet
The simple life is my retreat
Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm
A smell of thyme, a clink of plates
A laugh escapes as the evening waits
No grand parade, no wild acclaim
Just quiet joy in love's own name
Oh, soul, it's white where love resides
Where bread is warm and hearts confide
The fish bake slowly, air is sweet
The simple life is my retreat
Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm
Under the roof where the sunlight falls
The walls hum softly with whispered calls
A kettle sings its shy refrain
The world is quiet beyond the rain
Oh, sous-le-toit, where love resides
Where bread is warm and hearts confide
The fish bake slow, the air is sweet
The simple life is my retreat
Curtains sway like a lover's hand
The clock ticks gently, it understands
A photograph smiles from a dusty frame
We play our parts in this timeless game
Oh, sous-le-toit, where love resides
Where bread is warm and hearts confide
The fish bake slow, the air is sweet
The simple life is my retreat
