In the forest,
On the river,
And across the western plain,
As the white man journeyed westward,
To the land of the Indian,
A new race was created,
A new nation rose up strong,
Hardship as its destiny,
And its curse to not belong.
Chorus:
We are proud to be Metis,
Watch a nation rise again,
Never more forgotten people,
We're the true Canadian.
From across the plains they traveled,
From Red River to the Peace,
Searching for their own homeland,
That would help them to replace,
All the land that had been taken,
And the dreams that had been dashed,
Their brave heros,
Now called traiters,
And courageous deeds now people
We are proud to be Metis,
Watch a nation rise again,
Never more forgotten people,
We're the true (American.)
For this newest generation,
And the future ones to come,
With the past to motivate us,
It will help to keep us strong,
As we build the Metis Nation,
As we watch it rise again,
Our past lost is motivation,
To inspire our future gain.
We are proud to be Metis,
Watch a nation rise again,
Never more forgotten people,
We're the true Canadian.
We are proud to be Metis,
Watch a nation rise again,
Never more forgotten people,
We're the true (American.)
