We voted to close the city at the assembly the other evening
But Qubec, they told us to mind our own business
That there is no question of compensation or the repurchase of our grounds
That they don't need our opinion, that the decision is not up to us
We can see that it's not them who play alone in the schoolyard
/>Or who sees all his friends leave one after the other to start a new life
Or who mourns his first girlfriend who left last night
With his family to look for a job in another territory
br/>What's the point of building a life when it's not up to you
When you asked for nothing better than to live here
I followed in my father's footsteps, sixteen years old I returned to the foundry
Seventeen, my first tank and a girl from Gasp who was willing to come and live here
I built my house behind my parents' house
It suited them, like that they could see their grandchildren grow up
I'm thirty-five today, I know I'm not a finished guy
But my parents think they're a little old for thinking about rebuilding their lives
We were there at the very beginning, we saw everything growing up
It's here that we met and it's here that we want to die
what's the point of building a life
When it's not up to you
When you didn't ask for anything better than to live here
we've been pouring copper for fifty years and we would still sink
Despite this, they are closing the factory while announcing record profits
we have been struggling for fifty years, fifty years we have been building
I would lift the foundry to the end of arms if it could make them change their mind
I know that we are not alone that jobs will be lost elsewhere than here
That there will be lost up

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