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I was born in France, called the Maid of Orleans

Led by the voices of the saints

I went to the court dressed in men’s clothes

To save my people from yoke

I was given troops to destroy the English roots

And to crown the Dauphin at Reims

I’m not a man searching the glory

I’m just the hand chosen to fight

It’s a long way to our freedom

I was betrayed, I’m burning at the stake

My own blood sold me in the battlefield

Charles the King made no attempts to save me

I won’t be free till the day of my death

The pyre is light, I see the end

I’d rather die than live chained in this cell

I hold to what I have already said

I won’t be free till the day of my death

The pyre is light, I see the end

I’m not a man searching the glory

I’m just the hand chosen to fight

It’s a long way to our freedom

I was betrayed, I’m burning at the stake

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