The Gauls and Franks
Les Gaulois et les Francs.
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
On, advance,
Hope of France!
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
Forward, forward, Gauls and Franks!
Blindly following the call
Of Attila, again
Comes the barbarian train,
Doomed a second time to fall,
Vanquished on the fields of Gaul.
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
On, advance,
Hope of France!
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
Forward, forward, Gauls and Franks!
Leaving his morass behind,
Mark how the rude Cossack,
In place of bivouac,
Trusts the English that he'll find
Comfort, in our halls reclined.
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
On, advance,
Hope of France!
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
Forward, forward, Gauls and Franks!
Shivering all his days, ill-fed,
The Russ, in snowy waste
Pent up, no more would taste
Acorns and his own black bread,
Craving ours, so white, instead
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
On, advance,
Hope of France!
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
Forward, forward, Gauls and Franks!
Wines we have in luscious store,
Laid up for us to toast,
The victories we boast —
These shall thirsty Saxons pour?
Ours the song, the cup, no more?
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
On, advance,
Hope of France!
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
Forward, forward, Gauls and Franks!
Daughters passing fair have we —
Too fair for foul embrace
Of hideous Calmuck race —
Wives, whose charms are rare to see —
Sons of theirs should Frenchmen be!
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
On, advance,
Hope of France!
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
Forward, forward, Gauls and Franks!
What! the monuments so dear —
Trophies that now so well
Of all our glory tell —
These in ruins disappear!
What, in Paris! Prussians here!
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
On, advance,
Hope of France!
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
Forward, forward, Gauls and Franks!
Noble Franks, and honest Gauls!
Peace, man's best friend below,
Ere long herself will show,
Blessing, here within your walls,
Triumphs won where honor calls.
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
On, advance,
Hope of France!
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
Forward, forward, Gauls and Franks!
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
On, advance,
Hope of France!
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
Forward, forward, Gauls and Franks!
Blindly following the call
Of Attila, again
Comes the barbarian train,
Doomed a second time to fall,
Vanquished on the fields of Gaul.
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
On, advance,
Hope of France!
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
Forward, forward, Gauls and Franks!
Leaving his morass behind,
Mark how the rude Cossack,
In place of bivouac,
Trusts the English that he'll find
Comfort, in our halls reclined.
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
On, advance,
Hope of France!
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
Forward, forward, Gauls and Franks!
Shivering all his days, ill-fed,
The Russ, in snowy waste
Pent up, no more would taste
Acorns and his own black bread,
Craving ours, so white, instead
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
On, advance,
Hope of France!
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
Forward, forward, Gauls and Franks!
Wines we have in luscious store,
Laid up for us to toast,
The victories we boast —
These shall thirsty Saxons pour?
Ours the song, the cup, no more?
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
On, advance,
Hope of France!
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
Forward, forward, Gauls and Franks!
Daughters passing fair have we —
Too fair for foul embrace
Of hideous Calmuck race —
Wives, whose charms are rare to see —
Sons of theirs should Frenchmen be!
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
On, advance,
Hope of France!
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
Forward, forward, Gauls and Franks!
What! the monuments so dear —
Trophies that now so well
Of all our glory tell —
These in ruins disappear!
What, in Paris! Prussians here!
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
On, advance,
Hope of France!
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
Forward, forward, Gauls and Franks!
Noble Franks, and honest Gauls!
Peace, man's best friend below,
Ere long herself will show,
Blessing, here within your walls,
Triumphs won where honor calls.
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
On, advance,
Hope of France!
Cheerly, cheerly, close the ranks!
Forward, forward, Gauls and Franks!
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