The night comes down
As the dark winds are mourning
From misty sky
Now the soft raindrops fall
In shaded moonlight the armies are forming
Marching and dying to answer your call
Oh how your hands
Would take up your sword again
And how your eyes are longing to see
The crimson lands of Orleans and Aquitaine
From foreign power and captors set free
Jeanne D'Arc... Brave Heart!
Jeanne D'Arc... Brave Heart!
The fire now burns as the bells ring so clearly
From Notre Dame to the walls of Versailles
Burning with love for the land you held dearly
Our Heroine glory-bound now for on high
Condemned to burn,
You stand in your armour proud
Defy the fire, for all men to see
Lost now in smoke
We're singing your name aloud
Our lady burns for her victory
Jeanne D'Arc... Brave Heart!
Jeanne D'Arc... Brave Heart!
