<P> "Gens du pays" has been called the unofficial national anthem of Quebec . Written by poet, songwriter, and avowed Quebec nationalist Gilles Vigneault (with music co-written by Gaston Rochon), it was first performed by Vigneault on June 24, 1975 during a concert on Montreal's Mount Royal at that year's Fête nationale du Québec ceremony . It quickly became a folk classic, and it has been played frequently at Fête nationale ceremonies since then . The chorus is by far the most famous part of the song: Gens du pays, c'est votre tour / De vous laisser parler d'amour, which, translated, says, "Folks of the land, it is your turn to let yourselves be lovingly spoken to ." </P> <P> The song is also associated with the Quebec sovereignty movement and the sovereigntist Parti Québécois, which use it as a sort of anthem . A famous instance of this took place at René Lévesque's concession speech after the citizens of the province rejected independence in the 1980 Quebec referendum . At the end of Lévesque's speech, the crowd assembled to hear him speak stood up at the end of the speech and sang "Gens du pays", which Lévesque called "the most beautiful Québécois song in the minds of all Quebecers ." </P> <Table> <Tr> <Th> Original French </Th> <Th> Translation </Th> </Tr> <Tr> <Td> Le temps qu'on a pris pour dire "je t'aime" <P> C'est le seul qui reste au bout de nos jours Les vœux que l'on fait, les fleurs que l'on sème Chacun les récolte en soi - même Aux beaux jardins du temps qui court </P> </Td> <Td> The time we took to tell each other "I love you" <P> It's the only thing left at the end of our days The vows we make, the flowers we sow Each one of us harvests them in ourselves In the beautiful gardens of flowing time </P> </Td> </Tr> <Tr> <Td> (refrain) <P> Gens du pays, c'est votre tour De vous laisser parler d'amour Gens du pays c'est votre tour De vous laisser parler d'amour </P> </Td> <Td> (refrain) <P> People of the country, it's your turn To let yourselves talk about love People of the country, it's your turn To let yourselves be lovingly spoken to </P> </Td> </Tr> <Tr> <Td> Le temps de s'aimer, le jour de le dire <P> Fond comme la neige aux doigts du printemps Fêtons de nos joies, fêtons de nos rires Ces yeux où nos regards se mirent C'est demain que j'avais vingt ans </P> </Td> <Td> The time to love one another, the day to say it <P> Melts like the snow in the fingers of spring Let us feast on our joys, let us feast on our laughter Those eyes where our gazes meet It's tomorrow that I was 20 years old </P> </Td> </Tr> <Tr> <Td> (refrain) <P> Gens du pays, c'est votre tour De vous laisser parler d'amour Gens du pays c'est votre tour De vous laisser parler d'amour </P> </Td> <Td> (refrain) <P> People of the country, it's your turn To let yourselves talk about love People of the country, it's your turn To let yourselves be lovingly spoken to </P> </Td> </Tr> <Tr> <Td> Le ruisseau des jours aujourd'hui s'arrête <P> Et forme un étang où chacun peut voir Comme en un miroir l'amour qu'il reflète Pour ces cœurs à qui je souhaite Le temps de vivre nos espoirs </P> </Td> <Td> The river of days stops today <P> Forming a pond where each one can see Like in a mirror, the love it reflects For these hearts, for whom I wish The time to live our hopes </P> </Td> </Tr> <Tr> <Td> (refrain) <P> Gens du pays, c'est votre tour De vous laisser parler d'amour Gens du pays c'est votre tour De vous laisser parler d'amour </P> </Td> <Td> (refrain) <P> People of the country, it's your turn To let yourselves talk about love People of the country, it's your turn To let yourselves be lovingly spoken to </P> </Td> </Tr> </Table> <Tr> <Th> Original French </Th> <Th> Translation </Th> </Tr>

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