Friend, do you hear the dark flight of the crows, on our plains! Friend, do you hear those dull screams of the country, being put in chains! Ohé! Supporters, Workers and Farmers, it’s the alarm! Tonight, the enemy will know, the price of blood and tears! Arise from the mines, Descend from the hills, comrade! Grab from the hay, the rifles, the grapeshot, the grenades! Ohé! Franc-tireur, by the bullet or by the knife, kill quick! Ohé! Saboteur, careful with your burden, dynamite! It’s us, who smash the prisons bars, for our brothers! Hatred chasing us and hunger pushing us, Misery! There are countries where people, tucked in bed, dream! Here we, you see, we march and we kill, we’re snuffed out! Here, each knows what each wants, what each does, when each passes! Friend! If you fall, a friend emerges from the shadows, takes your place! Tomorrow, blood will dry black under the heavy sun, on the roads! Whistle fellows! In the night, freedom is listening to us! …… …… …… …… …… ……
I'm not French, but Philippe Pétain was the greatest traitor to the Frankish spirit, the spirit of resistance, of resilience... Dating back to Versingetorix and Joan Darc...
Freedom costs nothing when free, but it costs everything when you are shackled. Fight, comrades!
merci Charles de Gaulle for giving the French people the courage and freedom to fight than surrender.
Vive la France and her resistance
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Me you and Royal History all upload a song within 10mins lol! Good tune btw.
Friend, do you hear the dark flight of the crows, on our plains!
Friend, do you hear those dull screams of the country, being put in chains!
Ohé! Supporters, Workers and Farmers, it’s the alarm!
Tonight, the enemy will know, the price of blood and tears!
Arise from the mines, Descend from the hills, comrade!
Grab from the hay, the rifles, the grapeshot, the grenades!
Ohé! Franc-tireur, by the bullet or by the knife, kill quick!
Ohé! Saboteur, careful with your burden, dynamite!
It’s us, who smash the prisons bars, for our brothers!
Hatred chasing us and hunger pushing us, Misery!
There are countries where people, tucked in bed, dream!
Here we, you see, we march and we kill, we’re snuffed out!
Here, each knows what each wants, what each does, when each passes!
Friend! If you fall, a friend emerges from the shadows, takes your place!
Tomorrow, blood will dry black under the heavy sun, on the roads!
Whistle fellows! In the night, freedom is listening to us!
…… …… …… …… …… ……
French resistance were very brave mostly made of women they were brave and fought against nazi regime
Can't believe a british man is being nice to the French
about 70% correct translation
Jacques Gautier ?
I'm not French, but Philippe Pétain was the greatest traitor to the Frankish spirit, the spirit of resistance, of resilience... Dating back to Versingetorix and Joan Darc...
Horrendous translation
Because it's not accurate and some are poetic