Your Flag, O Canada

Your Flag, O Canada

Howbeit the flag stands above your heads?

Above your hands and

Above your feet

Above your lives

And the people you meet.

The soldiers dead in the ground.

They are the foundation under your feet,

Else you would fall to your knees

And the flag fall to the ground

Howbeit the flag flutters in the breeze?

Free at will and at ease

Work and play

Building towers or shovelling hay

Your hands do as they please

Unfettered by any chains.

The soldiers dead in the ground.

The honor and valor

The unending spirit

The heroes such as these

Your flag, O Canada, would have been white,

Not stained by the blood of these.

Howbeit the flag stands above your head?

So that you might look up to the dead.