Francia

Let’s go, children of the fatherland
Our day of glory has arrived
Against us Tyranny
Has raised its bloody flag
Allons enfants de la Patrie
Le jour de gloire est arrive!
Contre nous de la tyrannie
L’etendard sanglant est leve!
Do you hear it in the fields
And on the streets
The howling of the savage force?
They come right into our house
To cut the throat of our mother —
France
Amour sacre de la Patrie
Conduis, soutiens nos bras vengeurs!
Liberte, Liberte cherie
Combats avec tes defenseurs!
Traitors, criminals, delinquents, slaves
What do they want — these foreign hordes?
Why do they carry chains
Molotovs, iron stakes
And all their weapons?
Is it really us they dare to touch?
Do they want to be US so much?
Listen to the sound on the streets
And in the ghetto, listen!
Listen to these mercenaries
Stone-throwers, pyromaniacs, listen!
Un-named barbarians, traitors
The rabble, listen!
Listen to the roaring
Of this fearsome force, listen!
Under their flag of Victory and Freedom!
It’s never too late
Let’s go!