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DEDICATED TO THE MEN AND WOMEN OF FRANCE
Our Motherland, dear Motherland, / The source of beauty and of Art, / Who but thy children understand / The love which permeates each heart! / We see, through rainbow-tints of tears, / Thy glory of a thousand years. / O country of the Great and Free, / We live for thee, we live for thee, / Dear Motherland of France.
O Motherland, both blithe and brave, / What magic lies in thy name-France! / Yet can thy radiant mien be grave, / And stern thy ever-smiling glance. / And when thy sons and daughters know / That enemies would lay thee low / And dim thy fame on land and sea, / We fight for thee, we fight for thee, / Dear Motherland of France.
Dear Motherland of joy and mirth, / Dear Motherland of faith divine, / A thousand years the wondering earth / Has seen thy star in splendour shine. / Still shall it see that star of France / Its splendour and its light enhance. / Dear Motherland, when it need be / We die for thee, we die for thee, / Dear Motherland of France.