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.
CHORUSJoan of Arc, Joan of Arc,Do your eyes, from the skies, see the foe?Don\u27t you see the drooping Fleurdelis?Can\u27t 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. Joan of you.
Alsace is sighing,Lorraine is crying,Their mother, France, looks to you.Her sons at Verdun;Bearing the burden,Pray for your coming anew;At the Gates of Heaven, do they bar your way?Souls that passed through yesterday
