O holy medal, which my sister gave me, on the day of battle remains in my heart to ward off death! Aria: Before I leave this town, my forefathers' native place, to you, Lord and King of Heaven, do I entrust my sister. I beg you to defend her from every peril, my beloved sister. freed from this harrowing thought. I shall seek glory in the enemy's ranks, the first, the bravest, in the thick of the fray, I shall go and fight for my country. And if God should call me to his side, I shall faithfully watch over you, o Marguerite. O King of Heaven, hear my prayer and defend Marguerite.