Maid Of Orléans Lyrics

Maid of Orleans

Born in a peasant family

In a village call Domremy

During the hundred year's dark war

To defend french nation she swore

Till the end fighting, never surrendered

To be taken to charles, she requested

Believer more than a preacher

Not a woman, a god's soldier

Leaded by angel voices and divine guidance

Looking for freedom in the siege of orleans

Jeanne the maid, you're not a witch

Saint of the saints, never switched

Devotion, faith are your udders

Jeanne the maid the virgin mother

Jeanne the maid, you're not a witch

Saint of the saints, never switched

Devotion, faith are your udders

Jeanne the maid the virgin mother

Reaching for victory at only

Seventeen,

Wielding your banner in these dreadful bloody scenes

Young, proud and stronger than the english army

Your force is your spirit, your soul full of

Purity

Jeanne the maid, you're not a witch

Saint of the saints, never switched

Devotion, faith are your udders

Jeanne the maid the virgin mother

Jeanne the maid, you're not a witch

Saint of the saints, never switched

Devotion, faith are your udders

Jeanne the maid the virgin mother

They gave you cowardly to the enemies

By wearing men's clothes accused of heresy

Devotion will sadly end up in the bucher

Ferocious burned, at the age of nineteen

Leaded by angel voices and divine guidance

Looking for freedom in the siege of orleans

Jeanne the maid, you're not a witch

Saint of the saints, never switched

Devotion, faith are your udders

Jeanne the maid the virgin mother