Maid of Orleans

Maid of Orleans - Dark Moor/Enrique García Pereña/Elisa Candelas Martín

I was born in France called the maid of Orleans

Led by the voices of the saints

I went to the court dressed in men's clothes

To save my people from the yoke

I was given troops to destroy the English roots

And to crown the dauphin at reims

I'm not a man searching the glory

I'm just the hand chosen to fight

It's a long way to our freedom

I was betrayed I'm burning at the stake

My own blood sold me in the battlefield

Charles the king made no attemps to save me

I won't be free till the day of my death

The pyre is light I see the end

I'm not a man searching the glory

I'm just the hand chosen to fight

It's a long way to our freedom

I was betrayed I'm burning at the stake

I'd rather die than live chained in this cell

I hold to what I have already said

I won't be free till the day of my death

The pyre is light I see the end

I'm not a man searching the glory

I'm just the hand chosen to fight

It's a long way to our freedom

I was betrayed I'm burning at the stake