The Marseillaise-Eugene Ormandy
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作词 : Claude Joseph Rouget De Lisle
作曲 : Claude Joseph Rouget De Lisle
Ye sons of France, awake to glory!
Hark, hark, what myriads bid you rise!
Your children, wives and grandsires hoary
Behold their tears and hear their cries!
Behold their tears and hear their cries!
Shall hateful tyrants' mischief breeding
With hireling hosts, a ruffian band,
Affright and desolate the land
While peace and liberty lie bleeding?
To arms, to arms, ye brave!
Th'avenging sword unsheathe!
March on! March on!
All hearts resolved
On victory or death.
Oh liberty can man resign thee
Once having felt thy generous flame?
Can dungeons, bolts and bar confie thee
Or whips thy noble spirit tame?
Or whips thy noble spirit tame?
Too long the world has wept bewailing
That falshood's dagger tyrants wield,
But freedom is our sword and shield
And all their arts are unavailing.
To arms, to arms, ye brave!
Th'avenging sword unsheathe!
March on! March on!
All hearts resolved
On victory or death.
作曲 : Claude Joseph Rouget De Lisle
Ye sons of France, awake to glory!
Hark, hark, what myriads bid you rise!
Your children, wives and grandsires hoary
Behold their tears and hear their cries!
Behold their tears and hear their cries!
Shall hateful tyrants' mischief breeding
With hireling hosts, a ruffian band,
Affright and desolate the land
While peace and liberty lie bleeding?
To arms, to arms, ye brave!
Th'avenging sword unsheathe!
March on! March on!
All hearts resolved
On victory or death.
Oh liberty can man resign thee
Once having felt thy generous flame?
Can dungeons, bolts and bar confie thee
Or whips thy noble spirit tame?
Or whips thy noble spirit tame?
Too long the world has wept bewailing
That falshood's dagger tyrants wield,
But freedom is our sword and shield
And all their arts are unavailing.
To arms, to arms, ye brave!
Th'avenging sword unsheathe!
March on! March on!
All hearts resolved
On victory or death.
