00:14Under the sky heavy with dust and numbers
00:20The lamps flicker, footsteps echo and scatter
00:25In the yellow dust, dreams come true.
00:32A breath of hope slips between the rails and the awakening
00:41Germinal, Germinal makes our mornings bloom
00:47When the night weighs too heavily on our hands
00:55Germinal, Germinal, the heart raises its head
01:00We sing for tomorrow, we sing for spring
01:21The voices rise like a taut thread
01:28Hands bound, gazes that hold the wind
01:35The earth tells promises as it walks
01:42And the footsteps push the water towards the horizon
01:48And if the storm circles, we advance with our lamps
01:56Every stone that falls and sheds a little light on the dust
02:02We do not forget the broken ones, we carry their memory.
02:08In the miners' song
02:12In the miners' song, black hope is reborn
02:17Germinal, Germinal makes our mornings bloom
02:23When the night weighs too heavily on our hands
02:31Germinal, Germinal, Germinal, the heart raises its head
02:36We sing for tomorrow, we sing for spring
02:45When the dust settles and the ladder reclaims its rights
02:51We know that one day the wind will change the laws
02:57Germinal, Germinal, we are being driven to a reason
03:04To live, to fight, and to imagine reason
03:33Subtitling by Radio-Canada
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