Our Beloved Country Lyrics

OUR BELOVED COUNTRY

In this great country we are born,
cradled by these enchanted rivers,
these wonderful lands and dark forests,
that a cold winter come to caress.
In our vineyards grow some grapes,
that give a marvelous wine,
pride of all the people,
symbol of our rich land

To be Burgundian,
we are proud.
To be Burgundian,
we are proud.
To be Burgundian,
we are proud

Our beloved country,
one day was forced,
by terror and slaughter,
to join a country who without shame,
took most of our land.
Resistance was fierce,
terrible was the repression,
for our ancestors who fought,
to keep their freedom
Since that day we've lived,
under the pressure of a nation,
but secretly we prepare,
our Independance Day.
For the memory of our ancestors,
who died for our land,
we'll fight with courage,
until the day when our banner,
will fly once more on our land

Proud of our ancestors,
who defended with honour,
the independence of our land

We are nor French,
nor another nationality.
We are Burgundians,
above all
In this great country we will die,
on this land we will lie.
Our children will fight in their turn,
for the freedom of our beloved country,
on which such blood of our brave warriors,
spread since thousands of years,
to keep our c**ture and freedom

To be Burgundian,
we are proud.
To be Burgundian,
we are proud.
To be Burgundian,
we are proud

Joyeux enfants de la Bourgogne
Je n'ai jamais eu de guignon.
Quand je vois rougir ma trogne
Je suis fier d'être Bourguignon
Je suis fier,
Je suis fier,
Je suis fier d'être Bourgignon