Beneath the Aegean’s tender skies,
\nWhere olive groves and sunrays lie,
\nA princess blooms, with golden hue,
\nHer name is Malagousia, true.<\/p>\n
Born of soil both rich and rare,
\nBreathing Greece in every air.
\nHer whispers tell of myths untold,
\nIn every drop, her heart is bold.<\/p>\n
Aromas dance like sweet perfume,
\nOf jasmine flowers in full bloom,
\nWith peach and citrus, soft and bright,
\nShe wraps the tongue in pure delight.<\/p>\n
The hills she graces, proud and free,
\nGuard treasures of her legacy.
\nA sip reveals the summer\u2019s glow,
\nThe warmth of lands where heroes grow.<\/p>\n
O Malagousia, radiant vine,
\nYour spirit flows in every wine.
\nA queen among the fields so fair,
\nA taste of Greece beyond compare.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Beneath the Aegean’s tender skies, Where olive groves and sunrays lie, A princess blooms, with golden hue, Her name is Malagousia, true. Born of soil both rich and rare, Breathing Greece in every air. Her whispers tell of myths untold, In every drop, her heart is bold. Aromas dance like sweet perfume, Of jasmine flowers … <\/p>\n