Quebec's Treasure

(Verse 1) From the St. Lawrence's flow to the mountains high, Quebec, you shine beneath the Northern sky, A land of legends, where history's alive, In your streets, the heart of France survives. (Pre-Chorus) From Montréal's beat to Québec City's grace, Every corner of this land is a sacred place, The fleur-de-lis waves proud and free, A symbol of strength and unity. (Chorus) Oh, Quebec, land of fire and ice, Your spirit strong, your culture precise, With a heart that beats in every town, In your epic tale, we’ll never drown. (Verse 2) In the winter’s chill, the Carnaval reigns, Where Bonhomme's laughter cuts through the chains, Maple syrup flows from tree to table, In this province grand, our hearts are stable. (Pre-Chorus) From the music of Charlevoix to the Gaspé shores, Each melody, a story of lore, The voices of La Bottine Souriante play, Through the nights and into the day. (Chorus) Oh, Quebec, land of fire and ice, Your spirit strong, your culture precise, With a heart that beats in every town, In your epic tale, we’ll never drown. (Bridge) In the poutine’s comfort and the tourtière’s delight, In the warmth of summer, in the cold winter’s night, From the cobbled streets of Old Montréal, To the peaks of Mont-Tremblant standing tall. (Chorus) Oh, Quebec, land of fire and ice, Your spirit strong, your culture precise, With a heart that beats in every town, In your epic tale, we’ll never drown. (Outro) As the aurora dances in the northern skies, In Quebec’s embrace, our dreams arise, From past to future, we’ll proudly stand, In this epic land, our hearts expand.