Come childrenAllons enfants
of the fatherland,de la Patrie,
The dayLe jour
of gloryde gloire
has arrivedest arrivé
Against usContre nous
of tyrannyde la tyrannie
The bloody flagL’étendard sanglant
is raised,est levé,
The bloody flagL’étendard sanglant
is raised,est levé,
Do you hearEntendez-vous
in the fieldsdans les campagnes
The howling Mugir
of these fearsome soldiersces féroces soldats
They are comingIls viennent
into your armsjusque dans vos bras
SlayÉgorger
your son,vos fils,
your companionsvos compagnes
To arms,Aux armes,
citizens,citoyens,
FormFormez
your battalions,vos bataillons,
Let’s march, marchMarchons, marchons
Impure bloodQu’un sang impur
SoakAbreuve
our furrows.nos sillons.