[Verse] Lanterns sway in the sea-wind's hand Feet beat the earth like a timeless band Salt on the air the gulls take flight Drums call the heart into the night
[Chorus] March on march on the hills they hum The echoes rise with the beating drum Oh Brittany your song won't fade In fields of green where dreams are made
[Verse 2] Waves crash hard on the jagged stone Stories carved where the tides have flown Whispers dance through the oak tree's shade Memories sing in the steps we trade
[Bridge] Oh the fiddle cries the skies are wide The accordion laughs with the turning tide We spin we twirl the stars above This is our march our Breton love
[Chorus] March on march on the hills they hum The echoes rise with the beating drum Oh Brittany your song won't fade In fields of green where dreams are made
[Outro] Lanterns dim but the fire stays In every heart the music plays Through ancient paths where spirits run Brittany’s march will never be done
Phong cách âm nhạc
evoking the spirit of a breton fest-noz, vibrant with a driving rhythm led by accordion and fiddle, traditional, folk