"Paris" lyrics

"Paris"

At last
We attack
No fears
Battle-cries resound
We are
In the moat
Thy to climb the mighty walls

The battle rages on
Until the war is won

Ahead
Near the wall
Our virgin, brave and proud
Injured once again
By a hostile crossbow dart

Ominous signs of fate
Disaster circulates

Badly injured, ignoring the pain
Remaining obstinate, refusing to return
Instead of retreating, she continues to fight
Encouraging her companions, but her efforts are in vain
Despite all her resistance, we carry her away
Bring her to the camp, disappointed, sad inside

After an inglorious fight
Despite the virgin at our side
Defeated in a horrid way
On a disastrous single day
Shall we dare a new assault?
To fight again now, brave and bold
Finally now the king consents
To proclaim the battle's end

[Jean de Metz:]
May the Lord send us a sign
And lead us back on the road to victory


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