Allons enfants de la Patrie! Le jour de gloire est arrivé.
Let's go, children of the fatherland! The day of glory has arrived.

Contre nous, de la tyrannie.  
Against us stands tyranny,

L'étandard sanglant est levé, l'étandard sanglant est levé.
The blood-stained flag is raised, the blood-stained flag is raised.

Entendez-vous, dans les campagnes, mugir ces féroces soldats?
Do you hear in the countryside, the roar of those fierce soldiers?

Ils viennent jusque dans nos bras, égorger nos fils, nos compagnes.
They come right into our arms to slaughter our sons, our countrymen.


Aux armes citoyens!  Formez vos bataillons!
To arms, citizens! Form your battalions!
 
Marchons, marchons!
Let's march, let's march!

Qu'un sang impur abreuve nos sillons.
So that impure blood soaks our trenches.

Aux armes citoyens!  Formez vos bataillons!

To arms, citizens! Form your battalions!

 

 Marchons, marchons!

Let's march, let's march!

 

Qu'un sang impur abreuve nos sillons.

So that impure blood soaks our trenches.




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