Step into Pomme’s secret garden of memories. Beneath leafy branches and behind childhood staircases, she uncovers strawberries, holiday scents, and the soothing lull of summers past. The song paints a bittersweet postcard where innocence bumps into lurking drama, and where every breeze from the South of France whispers both comfort and unrest.
As she wanders these recollections, Pomme poses a tender question to herself: what could ever top the carefree laughter and sun-drenched days of before? Her voice drifts between nostalgia and reality, admitting that even the sweetest recollections carry a sharp aftertaste. Jardin is therefore a melodic daydream about pursuing the echoes of youth, only to realise that the garden’s beauty is inseparable from the shadows that once hid among the trees.