Now he is leaving and we’re on our own 
Soldiers of Prussia will conquer the throne 
From the windmill of Brye I will see how they die 
And when Europe is freed yeah the Frenchmen will bleed 
Ney cannot help him he’s too far away 
Is this the reason for Napoleon’s delay 
Now they move to attack, no mistake we must make 
For our freedom we fight, strike with all of our might 
(Napoleon Bonaparte) 
I – hear the canons from afar 
Mine – is Ligny and Quatre Bras 
The Prussian troops are giving way – no retreat 
They must face their defeat 
Before the night falls we will be – we will be 
Sole survivors in Ligny 
(Napoleon Bonaparte) 
His own intervention will not save their lives 
Ligny’s on fire, more artillery arrives 
One last counter-attack we have now driven back 
It’s Gerard and the Guard who are hitting them hard
Die – for a realm that’s doomed to fail 
I – am the one that they will hail 
The Prussian troops are giving way – no retreat 
They must face their defeat 
Before the night falls we will be – we will be 
Sole survivors in Ligny  
A shot at his horse sent him down to the ground 
Buried by his own beast in the mud 
Injured and reeling he’s borne from the field 
Their offensive now under control