Queen Henrietta Maria

In the lone tent, waiting for victory,

She stands with eyes marred by the mists of pain,

Like some wan lily overdrenched with rain:

The clamorous clang of arms, the ensanguined sky,

War's ruin, and the wreck of chivalry,

To her proud soul no common fear can bring:

Bravely she tarrieth for her Lord the King,

Her soul a-flame with passionate ecstasy.

O Hair of Gold! O Crimson Lips! O Face

Made for the luring and the love of man!

With thee I do forget the toil and stress,

The loveless road that knows no resting place,

Time's straitened pulse, the soul's dread weariness,

My freedom and my life republican!

玛利亚王后

站在孤寂的帐篷里，等待胜利，

痛苦的迷雾遮蔽了她的双眼，

像一株百合遭到雨水过度的冲刷：

刀枪铿锵的撞击，鲜血染红的天空，

战争的废墟，骑士精神的衰落

不能给她高傲的灵魂带来惧怕，

她勇敢地等待她的主人，她的君王，

她的灵魂充满激情迷狂的火焰。

哦，金发！哦，红唇！哦，娇容！

天生尤物让男人痴迷和爱恋！

与你在一起，我忘掉劳苦与重压，

忘掉了没有歇脚之处的无爱之路，

时间短促的脉搏，灵魂可怕的倦怠，

我的自由，我共和主义的人生！