Here comes the time of deliverance
Far from us all ideas of revenge
We will keep our friendship with the people of France
But we will tear down the walls shameful
Which prevent us from looking at the sea
The watchtowers which forbid us our brothers
From Wales, from Scotland, from Ireland
And we, whose name known to gulls and cormorants
Was banished from all human languages
From all libraries, from all terrestrial maps
We will open our hearts
From peasants and fishermen to all peoples
Of planet Earth
And we will offer our eyes to the World
Is it ready tentious to believe we are equal?
Is it too much to ask to want to live?
We will make rain fall on the bruised world
And cleanse the greasy blood from which feed
The so-called powerful
And give drink to those thirsty for justice
And the leaves will grow back from Brittany to Spain
From Mali to Chile, from Indochina to Palestine
Brittany, center of the inhabited world, you will be
A refuge for hunted oiled birds
For women, in prison, tortured
For the bombed old men
Celtie, at the crossroads of the peoples of the North
And the South, on the borders of the old world and the new world
At the borders of land and sea
At the limit of the visible world
And the invisible world

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