The day of the trial has come Months spent as a prisoner see the end Any reason they'll find is a fake charge Any questions they'll ask you Is a factious way to send you Upon the stake to burn you as a witch Many silver coins have bought the Anglo revenge The English flow to Rouen to see who is the Maid They think it will be easy to deceive the shepherd girl To depict her as witch and to condemn her to burn The Maiden stood awaiting for her destiny was done She answered refuting their questions with pride Witch or demon dressed in male clothing The accused the banner she carried Spread magic and dark French Maiden Warrior now your soul lives eternally CHORUS: She was burning at the stake, the pain she felt It would deeply marked their own sad destiny The fire burning to the sky has freed her soul Like a white dove, she was taken away from there Haunting words in her head: "You're an heretic..." they said Praying in the prison, she waited for the end The body was enchained but her spirit strong and free Ready to forgive the great perfidy of men French Maiden Warrior now your soul lives eternally CHORUS Fighting the force of pain The last battle through the flames She has found he holy gates to eternity In the future she will stay the symbol of France In the centuries to come she'll become a saint French Maiden Warrior now your soul Flies on the wings of eternity France's freedom finally she gave to their people CHORUS Fighting the force of pain... In the future she will stay the symbol of France In the centuries to come will shine again She was burnt upon the stake but she became a saint In the centuries to come