YES -- it is Bastille Day.... see below for a AI quick view...
FREEDOM..... French Fries or Freedom Fries... a frie by any name is still a frie.
===========National Anthem===========
Allons enfant de la patrieLe jour de gloire est arrivéContre nous de la tyrannieL'étendard sanglant est levéL'étendard sanglant est levéEntendez-vous dans les campagnesMugir ces féroces soldats?Ils viennent jusque dans vos brasÉgorger vos fils et vos compagnes
Aux armes, citoyens (formez)Vos bataillonsMarchons, oui, marchonsQu'un sang impurAbreuve nos sillonsSillonsOuh ouh
Let's go, child of the homelandAllons enfant de la patrieThe glory day has arrivedLe jour de gloire est arrivéAgainst us tyrannyContre nous de la tyrannieThe bloody standard is raisedL'étendard sanglant est levéThe bloody standard is raisedL'étendard sanglant est levéGet along in the countrysideEntendez-vous dans les campagnesHowling these fierce soldiers?Mugir ces féroces soldats?They come into your armsIls viennent jusque dans vos brasCut the throats of your sons and your companionsÉgorger vos fils et vos compagnes
To arms, citizens (form)Aux armes, citoyens (formez)Your battalionsVos bataillonsLet's walk, yes, let's walkMarchons, oui, marchonsThan impure bloodQu'un sang impurWater our furrowsAbreuve nos sillonsFurrowsSillonsOoh oohOuh ouh
========AI Quick View===============
Bastille Day, known in France as La Fête Nationale or Le 14 juillet, is celebrated annually on July 14th. It commemorates the 1789 storming of the Bastille prison, a pivotal flashpoint of the French Revolution, as well as the Fête de la Fédération held the following year. [1]
Known officially in English as the French National Day, the holiday symbolizes the birth of the modern French Republic and the unity of its people. [1]
How It Is Celebrated
Local Bay Area Celebrations
In the San Francisco Bay Area, the holiday is typically celebrated with community events featuring French music, food, and culture, often organized by groups like the Alliance Française de San Francisco. [1, 2]
For the most up-to-date local event details and schedules, it is recommended to check the Alliance Française de San Francisco or Celebrate Bastille Day SF websites. [1, 2]
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Below a translation.... LOTS of verses... I note this year, 2026, the idea of pure blood watering fields.. What does that mean? And humanity, also, and battle against those who are greedy and lawless and brutes.. HERE IS A RECORDING that contains a lot of the verses... And HERE IS ANOTHER musical version.. Grand! With soloists, chorus, full orchestra!!
| French | English Translation by Laura K. Lawless |
|---|---|
Verse 1: Allons enfants de la patrie, | Verse 1: Let's go children of the fatherland, The day of glory has arrived!Against us tyranny's Bloody flag is raised! (repeat) In the countryside, do you hear The roaring of these fierce soldiers? They come right to our arms To slit the throats of our sons, our friends! |
Refrain: Aux armes, citoyens ! | Refrain: Grab your weapons, citizens! |
Verse 2: Que veut cette horde d'esclaves,De traîtres, de rois conjurés ? Pour qui ces ignobles entraves, Ces fers dès longtemps préparés ? (bis) Français ! pour nous, ah ! quel outrage ! Quels transports il doit exciter ! C'est nous qu'on ose méditer De rendre à l'antique esclavage ! | Verse 2: This horde of slaves, traitors, plotting kings,What do they want? For whom these vile shackles, These long-prepared irons? (repeat) Frenchmen, for us, oh! what an insult! What emotions that must excite! It is us that they dare to consider Returning to ancient slavery! |
Verse 3: Quoi ! ces cohortes étrangèresFeraient la loi dans nos foyers ! Quoi ! ces phalanges mercenaires Terrasseraient nos fiers guerriers ! (bis) Grand Dieu ! par des mains enchaînées Nos fronts sous le joug se ploiraient ! De vils despotes deviendraient Les maîtres de nos destinées ! | Verse 3: What! These foreign troopsWould make laws in our home! What! These mercenary phalanxes Would bring down our proud warriors! (repeat) Good Lord! By chained hands Our brows would bend beneath the yoke! Vile despots would become The masters of our fate! |
Verse 4: Tremblez, tyrans ! et vous, perfides,L'opprobre de tous les partis, Tremblez ! vos projets parricides Vont enfin recevoir leur prix ! (bis) Tout est soldat pour vous combattre, S'ils tombent, nos jeunes héros, La France en produit de nouveaux, Contre vous tout prêts à se battre ! | Verse 4: Tremble, tyrants! and you, traitors,The disgrace of all groups, Tremble! Your parricidal plans Will finally pay the price! (repeat) Everyone is a soldier to fight you, If they fall, our young heros, France will make more, Ready to battle you! |
Verse 5: Français, en guerriers magnanimes,Portez ou retenez vos coups ! Épargnez ces tristes victimes, A regret s'armant contre nous. (bis) Mais ces despotes sanguinaires, Mais ces complices de Bouillé, Tous ces tigres qui, sans pitié, Déchirent le sein de leur mère ! | Verse 5: Frenchmen, as magnanimous warriors,Bear or hold back your blows! Spare these sad victims, Regretfully arming against us. (repeat) But not these bloodthirsty despots, But not these accomplices of Bouillé, All of these animals who, without pity, Tear their mother's breast to pieces! |
Verse 6: Amour sacré de la patrie,Conduis, soutiens nos bras vengeurs ! Liberté, Liberté chérie, Combats avec tes défenseurs ! (bis) Sous nos drapeaux, que la victoire Accoure à tes mâles accents ! Que tes ennemis expirants Voient ton triomphe et notre gloire ! | Verse 6: Sacred love of France,Lead, support our avenging arms! Liberty, beloved Liberty, Fight with your defenders! (repeat) Under our flags, let victory Hasten to your manly tones! May your dying enemies See your triumph and our glory! |
Verse 7: Nous entrerons dans la carrièreQuand nos aînés n'y seront plus ; Nous y trouverons leur poussière Et la trace de leurs vertus. (bis) Bien moins jaloux de leur survivre Que de partager leur cercueil, Nous aurons le sublime orgueil De les venger ou de les suivre ! | Verse 7: We will enter the pitWhen our elders are no longer there; There, we will find their dust And the traces of their virtues. (repeat) Much less eager to outlive them Than to share their casket, We will have the sublime pride Of avenging them or following them! |
