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The lyrics below are based on a translation by Charles A. Coulombe.[citation needed] In the first verse the "blues", refers to the revolutionary republicans—the Jacobins. The Rodrigue mentioned in the second verse refers to François-Ambroise Rodrigue, a local bishop who collaborated with the Revolution, contrary to papal authority. Similarly, the "treasonous priests" in the fourth verse refers to certain "Constitutional priests", who swore loyalty to the government of the republican regime over the Pope; the loyal priests who refused had their parishes taken away from them and were replaced. In the same verse the Camus mentioned is Armand-Gaston Camus, the Secretary of the Revolutionary Convention, who played a major role in seizing Church property and the regicide of the King of France.
French lyrics
(Verse I)
Allons armée catholique
Le jour de gloire est arrivé!
Contre nous de la république
L’étendard sanglant est levé (repeat)
Entendez-vous dans nos campagnes Les cris impurs des scélérats?
Qui viennent jusque dans nos bras Prendre nos filles, nos femmes!
(Refrain)
Aux armes vendéens!
Formez vos bataillons!
Marchez, marchez, le sang des bleus Rougira nos sillons!
(Verse II)
Quoi des infâmes hérétiques
Feraient la loi dans nos foyers?
Quoi des muscardins de boutiques
Nous écraseraient sous leurs pieds? (repeat)
Et le Rodrigue abominable
Infâme suppôt du démon
S’installerait en la maison De notre Jésus adorable
(Refrain)
(Verse III)
Tremblez pervers et vous timides,
La bourrée des deux partis
Tremblez, vos intrigues perfides,
Vont enfin recevoir leur prix (repeat)
Tout est levé pour vous combattre
De Saint Jean d’Monts à Beaupréau,
D’Angers à la ville d’Airvault,
Nos gars ne veulent que se battre
(Refrain)
(Verse IV)
Chrétiens, vrais fils de l’Eglise,
Séparez de vos ennemis
La faiblesse à la peur soumise
Que verrez en pays conquis (repeat)
Mais ces "citoyens" sanguinaires
Mais les adhérents de Camus Ces prêtres jureurs et intrus
Cause de toutes nos misères
(Refrain)
(Verse V)
Ô sainte Vierge Marie Conduis,
soutiens nos bras vengeurs!
Contre une sequelle ennemie,
Combats avec tes zélateurs! (repeat)
A vos étendards la victoire,
Est promise assurément
Que le régicide expirant,
Voie ton triomphe et notre gloire!
(Refrain)
English translation
(Verse I)
Arise, Catholic army
The day of glory has arrived!
Against us, the Republic's
Bloody banner is raised (repeat)
Do you hear in our countryside the impure cries of the wretches?
Who come—unless our arms prevent them—to take our daughters, our wives!
(Refrain)
To arms, Vendéeans!
Form your battalions!
March, march, the blood of the blues will redden our furrows!
(Verse II)
What of the infamous heretics
Who would make the law in our homes?
What of the mercenary cowards
Who would crush us under their feet? (repeat)
And abominable Rodrigue
Infamous henchman of the demon
Who would settle in the house of our adorable Jesus?
(Refrain)
(Verse III)
Tremble you perverse and timid,
Before the bonfires of the adversaries
Tremble, your perfidious intrigues,
Shall finally receive their due (repeat)
All are raised to fight you
From Saint Jean d’Monts to Beaupréau,
From Angers to the town of Airvault,
Our lads want to only fight
(Refrain)
(Verse IV)
Christians, true sons of the Church,
Reject your enemies and
The weakness and the servile fear
Which you see in a conquered country (repeat)
But these bloody "citizens,"
These allies of Camus, these treasonous and imposed priests
