C'est notre France
If you can fill the unforgiving minute,
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run.
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it, And —which is more— you’ll be a Man, my son!
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And —which is more— you’ll be a Man, my son!
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