To arms! to arms! ye brave! The avenging sword unsheathe! March on! march on! all hearts resolved On victory or death! - Claude Joseph Rouget de Lisle

Arise, children of the Fatherland, The day of glory has arrived! Against us tyranny's Bloody banner is raised … Do you hear, in the countryside, The roar of those ferocious soldiers? They're coming right into your arms To slaughter your sons, your companions!! To arms, citizens, Form your battalions, Let's march, let's march! Let an impure blood Soak our fields!

Allons enfants de la Patrie, Le jour de gloire est arrivé! Contre nous de la tyrannie, L'étendard sanglant est levé, (bis) Entendez-vous dans les campagnes Mugir ces féroces soldats? Ils viennent jusque dans vos bras Égorger vos fils, vos compagnes! Aux armes, citoyens, Formez vos bataillons, Marchons, marchons! Qu'un sang impur Abreuve nos sillons!