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Octave CREAMZED
Canada
Canada is under the sun a blessed land, Where the sky has given its brightest gifts, Where, responding to its goods, the enlarged nature A its vast forests mixes its giant lakes.
On these enchanted shores, our mother, France, left an immortal furrow with her glory, rushing her waves towards the immense ocean, the noble St. Lawrence repeated her name.
Happy who knows her, happier who lives in her, And, never leaving to seek other heavens The banks of the great river where happiness invites him, Knows how to live and knows how to die where his forefathers sleep.
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