Now the flames they followed Joan of Arc 现在，火焰就跟着圣女贞德

as she came riding through the dark; 当她来到骑马穿过黑暗;

no moon to keep her armour bright, 没有月亮把自己的盔甲明亮，

no man to get her through this very smoky night. 没有人让她度过这个夜晚黑烟。

She said, "I'm tired of the war, 她说， “我已经厌倦了战争，

I want the kind of work I had before, 我想我有之前的那种工作，

a wedding dress or something white 婚纱或白色的东西

to wear upon my swollen appetite." 在我的胃口肿穿。 “

Well, I'm glad to hear you talk this way, 嗯，我很高兴听到你说话就这样，

you know I've watched you riding every day 你知道，我看过你骑天天

and something in me yearns to win 有什么东西在我渴望获胜

such a cold and lonesome heroine. 这样的寒冷和寂寞的女主角。

"And who are you?" she sternly spoke “你是谁？ ”她严厉地

to the one beneath the smoke. 到烟雾下方的之一。

"Why, I'm fire," he replied, “为什么，我火了，”他说，

"And I love your solitude, I love your pride." “我爱你的寂寞，我喜欢你的骄傲。 ”

   

"Then fire, make your body cold, “那么火，让你的身体冰冷，

I'm going to give you mine to hold," 我要给你我的举行， “

saying this she climbed inside 说这里面她爬上

to be his one, to be his only bride. 是他的，是他唯一的新娘。

And deep into his fiery heart 并深入到了他火热的心脏

he took the dust of Joan of Arc, 他把贞德的灰尘，

and high above the wedding guests 和高高在上的婚礼嘉宾

he hung the ashes of her wedding dress. 他挂了她的结婚礼服的骨灰。

   

It was deep into his fiery heart 这是深入到了他火热的心脏

he took the dust of Joan of Arc, 他把贞德的灰尘，

and then she clearly understood 然后，她清楚地理解

if he was fire, oh then she must be wood. 如果他是火，哦，那她一定是木材。

I saw her wince, I saw her cry, 我看到她畏缩，我看到她哭了，

I saw the glory in her eye. 我看到她的眼睛的光彩。

Myself I long for love and light, 我自己，我渴望爱与光，

but must it come so cruel, and oh so bright? 但必须将它来得如此残酷，是如此明亮？