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La Sainteté

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lyrics

Maple hangs underneath the weight of winter
Saguenay breaths in the brine from the East
Looking up from above, Lygonia holds her sister close
An owl howls in the Eastern Townships

The city of a thousand steeples burns
Underneath a banner of blue and white
In the forests of an ancient family
I stand waiting

I have stood by the throats of Winter
And I have warmed myself near the fires of Val d'or
Dans la forêt, chantait un wapiti
Une chanson de la soir

My face to the Saint Lawrence
Breathing in the brine of the ancients
My back to Mount Royal and my hands to Gaspe
Je crie le nom de liberté a ciel

On route to Kamouraska
We have found our home
Stand tall, the wooden men of the woods
Vos ancêtres regardent