Maid Of Orleans I 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 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 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 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 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