| At last
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| We attack
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| No fears
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| Battle-cries resound
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| We are
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| In the moat
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| Thy to climb the mighty walls
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| The Battle rages on
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| Until the war is won
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| Ahesd
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| Near the wall
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| Our virgin, brave and proud
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| Injured once again
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| By a hostile crossbow dart
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| Ominous signs of fate
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| Disateur circulates
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| Badly enjured, ignoring the pain
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| Remaining obstinate, refusing to return
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| Instead of retreating, she continues to fight
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| Encouraging her companions, but her efforts are in vain
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| Despite all her resistance, we carry her away
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| Bring her to the camp, disappointed, sad inside
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| After an inglorious fight
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| Despite the virgin at our side
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| Defeated in a horrid way
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| On a disastrous single day
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| Shall we dare a new assault?
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| To fight again now, brave and bold
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| Finally now the king consents
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| To proclaim the battle’s end
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| Jean de Metz:
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| May the Lord send us a sign
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| And lead us back on the road to victory |