C’est ma terre [English translation]

She loses hope, really screams

For millennia, who hears her?

Threatened with death, she waits

For us to realise, it’s time.

What do we need to understand?

The useless wars, the sky that shakes.

Our children are on the ground with no toys,

Drinking oil, thirsty.

It’s my earth, my beautiful history.

I see it in our eyes,

Living without ever surrendering.

It’s my earth, it’s our hope.

Let’s not forget

To live without ever selling ourselves.

And despite her exhausted heart

From having loved without being loved,

The life pours out like gold from our fingers

Under the bark still, she believes in it.

It’s my earth, my beautiful history.

I see it in our looks,

Living without ever surrendering.

It’s my earth, it’s our hope.

Let’s not lose our memory

Of our being without ever giving ourselves up.

Getting called mad, in the end, we don’t care.

It would be worse to die and suffer

If we did nothing, who will save tomorrow?

And like a bird, looking from above, higher.

I’m telling you about my earth,

Like you would of a mother.

There, despite our mistakes,

I sing about her as though we hope

To keep her light inside of us.

My earth, my heart that beats, that beats,

To know it better.

• Artist:Lara Fabian
• Album:Ma vie dans la tienne