Many are the men who take the train
on that morning of June 1931
unaware of what awaited them there,
but they told themselves 'We'll learn everything we can
and then we won't have a choice'.
They must leave the village, those who beg
for honour, must leave their lives
with their eyes on the water, asking the Providence
for the snow and wolves to give them a chance
for there is where everything begins.
Through my veins runs
more courage than pain.
A lot is needed
for me to fall on my knees.
If I'm there, if I go straight ahead,
it's because they transmitted me their survival instinct.
After the train, the boat that goes away
on the other shore of Témiscouata.
On sledges and then the rest on foot
through the forest, creating the paths
for my ancestors, pioneers.
Through my veins runs
more courage than pain.
A lot is needed
for me to fall on my knees.
If I'm there, if I go straight ahead,
it's because they transmitted me their survival instinct.
Through my veins runs
quite more rage than pain.
A lot is needed
for me to fall on my knees.
If I'm there, if I go straight ahead,
it's because they transmitted me their survival instinct.
Thank you.