By the rays of the morning light
Driven by confidence inside
She's leaving her home without a word
With sadness in her heart
Snow is falling to the ground
The winter's wind is piercing cold
Going through the garments on her skin
On the way to Vaucouleurs

Behold the virgin of Domremy
So pure and fearless in her heart inside
Ready to fight for our Liberty
Until the day we all will be forever free

At last inside of the castle's wall
She's talking about her heavenly call
Her aura irresistible – penetrating mind and soul
In belief we decide to follow hero
Chinon where the King dwells in despair
(Now) We're departing Vaucouleurs 6 guardians at her side

Behold the virgin of Domremy
We place reliance in her holy mission
We pray for her in humility
May the angels of heaven guide her on her way
Jeanne:
«Captain Baudricourt, have thanks for sending me to Chinon with an escort. I promise you that from now on the fate of our land will turn. Verily... the King of Heaven sent me to save our suffering people. I will defeat the hostile invaders with a great army and banish them from the land, and our Dauphin Charles will soon receive his consecration as king, and rule over a united, free land.»

Behold the virgin of Domremy
The riding saviour we've been praying for
The flaming sword of the prophecy
To end the grief our land has borne for far too long