Thursday, July 1, 2010

Oh, Canada...

My home, my native land.
True love for beer, and all things hockey.
On a day that nobody works but you, my friend
Summer shows us its beauty, and you're not here
not here to understand
How really, after all was loved and lost
You're still here, in my heart, my friend
With matching hair and perfect hearts
We stand on guard for thee.
Oh, Canada... my heart's a rise with the sun
in two languages, english and franglais
The valley, called my home.
True, patriot love
We believe in different things
Liberalism, Cynicism,
whateveryouwantism.
But we know how to get along, and I feel alive
when I'm with you
Une Canadienne, errant, folle et miserable
Banni de mes foyers; dans un pays etranger
When I find you, I'll find myself
So come home to me,
et je vais t'addresser ces mots:
I love you, I wish I had never given up,
if only for a moment
I knew I had lost you
Oh, the best things I remember
are the times I felt happy
and the worst was when I knew I had lost you
Even when I felt alone
I knew you were somewhere, thinking of me
Et j'apporterai mon coeur, je t'aimais encore;
I miss you, so much.
Oh, Canada
Bring you back to me.

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