Literature
Hetalia Nation Poems - Canada
Je me Souviens
Marvel at the night sky,
adorned in gems,
and glowing with colours,
the spirit of the ancestors,
run along pine down paths,
footfalls the heartbeat of the forest,
beating as one,
living as one.
Raise high the lily and with it the rose,
while proudly flies the maple leaf on autumn winds,
from sea to shining sea,
je me souviens,
I remember.
With a glowing heart,
I march in solitude,
bringing peace in my wake,
regardless of who notices,
cleaning up my brother's messes,
and coming to aid.
Avec la FranÇais dans mon cur,
J'adore ma papa,
Qui fonder moi et soulevé moi,
Et bâtir mon la maison