Joan of Arc, They are Calling You

While you are sleeping,
Your France is weeping;
Wake from your dreams, Maid of France!
Her heart is bleeding –
Are you unheeding?
Come with the flame in your glance,
Through the gates of heaven with your sword in hand,
Come your legions to command.

Chorus –
Joan of Arc, Joan of Arc,
Do your eyes from the skies see the foe?
Don’t you see the drooping fleur de lis?
Can’t you hear the tears of Normandy?
Joan of Arc, Joan of Arc,
Let your spirit guide us through;
Come, lead your France to victory!
Joan of Arc, they are calling you.

Alsace is sighing,
Lorraine is crying.
Their mother, France, looks to you;
Her sons at Verdun,
Bearing the burden,
Pray your coming anew.
At the gates of heaven, do they bar your way?
Souls, that passed through yesterday?

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