It is a music of a people who will Not be slaves again

When the beating of your heart echoes The beating of the drums

There is a life about to start when tomorrow comes.

May you join our crusade so that our banner advance

Some will fall and some will live If you stand up and take the chance

The blood of the martyrs will echo all of France

Do you hear the people sing? Singing the songs of angry men

It is a music of a people who Will not be slaves of again

When the beating of your heart Echoes the beating of the drums

There is a life about to start when tomorrow comes.