L'hymne de nos campagnes

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The anthem of our countryside

If you were born in a housing project
I dedicate this poem to you
Hoping that in the depths of your dull eyes
You can see a little blade of grass

And we must distinguish between hands
It's high time to take a break
To exchange this gloomy life
For the scent of a rose

It's the anthem of our countryside
Of our rivers, of our mountains
Of life, of the animal world
Shout it out loud, use your vocal cords!

No job, no diplomas
Everywhere the same smell of the zone
Nothing stimulates your neurons anymore
Not even the weed you put in your cones

Go elsewhere, nothing holds you back
Quickly do something with your hands
Don't look back, you have nothing here
And be the first to sing this chorus

It's the anthem of our countryside
Of our rivers, of our mountains
Of life, of the animal world
Shout it out loud, use your vocal cords!

Sit by a river
Listen to the water flowing on the earth
Tell yourself that at the end, hey! there is the sea
And that, that is not ephemeral

Then you will understand that you are nothing
Like the one before you, like the one who comes
That the liquid flowing in your hands
Will help you live until tomorrow morning!

It's the anthem of our countryside
Of our rivers, of our mountains
Of life, of the animal world
Shout it out loud, use your vocal cords!

Sit by an old oak tree
And compare it to the human race
The oxygen and shade it brings you
Does it deserve the axe blows that bleed it?

Raise your head, look at these leaves
You might see a squirrel
Looking at you with all its pride
Its home is there, you are at the threshold...

It's the anthem of our countryside
Of our rivers, of our mountains
Of life, of the animal world
Shout it out loud, use your vocal cords!

Maybe I'm talking for no reason
That when you listen to me you feel like laughing
But if concrete is your future
Tell yourself that it's the forest that allows you to breathe

I would like for all animals
That you grasp the message of my words
Because a plot of land, a reed stem
Will serve the growth of your children!

It's the anthem of our countryside
Of our rivers, of our mountains
Of life, of the animal world
Shout it out loud, use your vocal cords!

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