human
I come on de lan' w'ere dere 's no w'ite man-- I come on de shore w'ere de grass is green-- An' de air is clear as de new-born year, An' of all I was see, dis lan's de Queen-- So I 'm satisfy if we only try An' fin' if dere 's anyt'ing on ma dream, An' I 'll show de way,
gpt
All right, young man, do de bes' you can-- So long you don't bring me near Kebeck-- Or Trois Rivières, not moche I care, An' I hope your dream's comin' out correc'. So de brave Champlain he was say,
human
Tres bien,
gpt
Cheer up, mes amis, for soon you will see De lan' risin' up on de oder en'.
human
Oh! bring us back for de familee's sake. Even Pierre de Monts fin' it leetle slow An' t'ink mebbe somebody mak' mistake-- But he don't geev' in for he 's boun' to win'-- De young Champlain--an' hees heart grow strong W'en de voice he hear say,
gpt
Never fear; You won't have to suffer for very long.
human
Dieu merci!
gpt
Ho! Ho! De Monts! are you down below, Sleepin' so soun' on de bed somew'ere? If you 're feelin' well, come up an' tell W'at kin' of a cloud you be seein' dere. Den every wan shout w'en de voice ring out Of de young Champlain on dat summer day,
human
Lan'! it is lan'!
gpt
Welcome here.