Oppression forced the move
The sudden change of scene
Forced to move because of beliefs
And for them, you must leave you country
Venard, Venard Venard.
From France, to Ireland
From a homeland homeland
you will never see
that’s the fate that awaits you
Venard, Venard, Venard
But now you have a new start
As technically you don’t exist
No records any more
A fire saw to that.
Venard, Venard, Vemard
dedecated to my nan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
really well said tim a name to be proud of 10