Sometimes I think of the times // When I was still in lorraine //
A knight of the fortress vaucouleurs // In the midst of a raging war //
Surrounding villages lived in fear // Threatened by raiders in arms //
The people there lived in misery // Suffered hunger and pain
Among them I saw a girl // Mysterious and strange // A vocation in mind
Young, still of tender age // Deepest compassion inside //
She comforted the people // Gave alms to those who suffered in penury //
She spreads hope and faith everywhere // Promises rescue on time //
Proclaims that salvation is near by heavenly providence
Unfathomable things, stirring moments // Still roaming my mind // Remain in my heart
