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Versuri Dark Moor - Maid Of Orleans
Versuri-versuri.ro > Versuri Litera D > Versuri Dark Moor > The Hall Of The Olden Dreams - Maid Of OrleansI was born in france, called the "Maid of Orleans"
Led by the voices of the saints
I went to the court dressed in men�s clothes
To save my people from the yoke
I was given troops to destroy the english roots
And to crown the dauphin at reims
CHORUS
I�m not a man searching the glory
I�m just the hand chosen to fight
It�s a long way to our freedom
I was betrayed. I�m burning at the stake
My own blood sold me in the battlefield
Charles the king made no attemps to save me
I won�t be free till the day of my death
The pyre is light. I see the end
CHORUS
I�d rather die than live chained in this cell
I hold to what i have already said
I won�t be free till the day of my death
The pyre is light. I see the end
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