La Marseillaise (1792)- French and English Lyrics
(from the Internet Modern History Sourcebook)

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Allons enfants de la Patrie Le jour de gloire est arrivé. Contre nous, de la tyrannie, L'étandard sanglant est levé, l'étandard sanglant est levé, Entendez-vous, dans les compagnes. Mugir ces feroces soldats Ils viennent jusque dans nos bras Egorger vos fils, vos compagnes.

Let us go, children of the fatherland Our day of Glory has arrived. Against us stands tyranny, The bloody flag is raised, The bloody flag is raised. Do you hear in the countryside The roar of these savage soldiers They come right into our arms To cut the throats of your sons, your country.

 

Aux armes, mes citoyens!      Formez vos bataillons,      Marchons, marchons!      Qu'un sang impur      Abreuve nos sillons.

To arms, citizens!       Form up your battalions       Let us march, Let us march!       That their impure blood       Should water our fields.

 

Amour sacré de la Patrie, Conduis, soutiens nos bras vengeurs, Liberté, liberté cherie, Combat avec tes defénseurs; Combat avec tes défenseurs. Sous drapeaux, que la victoire Acoure à tes mâles accents; Que tes ennemis expirants Voient ton triomphe et notre gloire!

Sacred love of the fatherland Guide and support our vengeful arms. Liberty, beloved liberty, Fight with your defenders; Fight with your defenders. Under our flags, so that victory Will rush to your manly strains; That your dying enemies Should see your triumph and glory.

 

Aux armes mes citoyens!       Formez vos bataillons,       Marchons, marchons!       Qu'un sang impur       Abreuve nos sillons.

To arms, citizens!       Form up your battalions       Let us march, Let us march!       That their impure blood       Should water our fields.