Текст и перевод песни Les Enfoirés - Aux armes et caetera (Live Version)

Aux armes et caetera (Live Version)

Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera

Allons enfant de la patrie
Le jour de gloire est arrivé
Contre nous de la tyrannie
L'étendard sanglant est levé

Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera

Entendez-vous dans les campagnes
Mugir ces féroces soldats
Ils viennent jusque dans nos bras
Égorger nos fils nos compagnes

Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera

Français, pour nous, ah quel outrage
Quel transport il doit exciter
C'est nous qu'on ose méditer
De rendre à l'antique esclavage

Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera

Nous entrerons dans la carrière (yi-ha)
Quand nos aînés n'y seront plus
Nous y trouverons leur poussière
Et la trace de leurs vertus

Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera
Aux armes et cætera

Aux armes citoyens
Formez vos bataillons
Marchons, marchons
Qu'un sang impur
Abreuve nos sillons

Aux armes citoyens
Formez vos bataillons
Marchons, marchons
Qu'un sang impur
Abreuve nos sillons

On est les champions
On est, on est, on est les champions
On est les champions, on est les champions
On est, on est, on est les champions
On est les champions, on est les champions
On est, on est, on est les champions
On est les champions, on est les champions
On est, on est, on est les champions

Aux armes et caetera (Live Version)

To arms and so on
To arms and so on
To arms and so on

Come on, child of the fatherland
The day of glory has arrived
Against us, tyranny
The bloody banner is raised

To arms and so on
To arms and so on
To arms and so on
To arms and so on

Hear you in the countryside
Moo these ferocious soldiers
They come right into our arms
Slitting the throats of our sons, our companions

To arms and so on
To arms and so on
To arms and so on
To arms and so on

French people, for us, oh what an outrage
What excitement it should arouse
It is us who dare to meditate
To return to ancient slavery

To arms and so on
To arms and so on
To arms and so on
To arms and so on

We will enter the race (yi-ha)
When our elders are gone
We will find their dust there
And the trace of their virtues

To arms and so on
To arms and so on
To arms and so on
To arms and so on

To arms citizens
Form your battalions
Let's go
May impure blood
Water our furrows

To arms citizens
Form your battalions
Let's go
May impure blood
Water our furrows

We are the champions
We are, we are, we are the champions
We are the champions, we are the champions
We are, we are, we are the champions
We are the champions, we are the champions
We are, we are, we are the champions
We are the champions, we are the champions
We are, we are, we are the champions