O, Canada! terre de nos aïeux,

Ton front est ceint de fleurons glorieux.

Car ton bras sait porter l’épée,

il sait porter la croix.

Ton histoire est une épopée

Des plus brillants exploits.

Et ta valeur, de foi trempée,

Protégera nos foyers et nos droits,

Protégera nos foyers et nos droits.

O, Canada! Land of our forefathers,

Thy brow is girt with glorious flowerlets.

For thy arm knows how to bear the sword,

It knows how to bear the cross.

Thy history is an epic

Of the most brilliant exploits.

And thy valor, tempered with faith,

Will protect our hearths and our rights!

Will protect our hearths and our rights!