There at these ominous
Shores of river Saone
There at these shores the
Die has been cast
Valour and honour were
Stripped off their meaning

We will not know innocence again

At somber nightfall the
Defenseless were
 [bad word] down
Saone stained with
Helvetic blood
You will not shake hands
With arrant beliers
You'd rather die than
Turn into minions

Freedom was our highest good
We ventured our lives

Meet the liar
This dead black night
Our destiny revealed
Meet the enemy
It will
Never be the same

At these portentous shores
Of river Saone
There at these shores the
Die has been cast
We saw the [bad word] face
Of the roman ravener
The gorgoneion on the cuirass appeared

It was like playing
Ludus [bad word] 
The pieces were made
Of flesh and of blood
Valour and honour
Bereft of their meaning
The blood on your hands
Will forever stay

Freedom was our highest good
We ventured our lives

Meet the liar
This dead black night
Our destiny revealed
Meet the enemy
It will
Never be the same

It's not us to
Go under the Yoke,
Of that fact the Roman
People are witness -
We will not bow

Meet the enemy
Meet the liar