FATHER DOMINIC:
Lord we are gathered here to pray
For our children are thirsty
Our cattle is dying
CONGEGRATION:
Please God send us the rain
FATHER DOMINIC:
Our fields are empty for the seeds have fallen on barren ground
CONGEGRATION:
Our village is dying
Lord send us the rain
FATHER DOMINIC:
Please, Lord, do not turn away from us
CONGEGRATION:
Amen
FATHER DOMINIC:
Open our eyes my Lord
Protestants are all around
Are we still all good Catholics here?
Or is there someone who is provoking
God's anger again on Artigat?
BLANCHE:
One of us has strayed
From the way of the lord
Where's her husband now?
JEANNE:
Seven years, all alone
Teasing every man
Still untouched, never kissed
CATHERINE:
It's not Bertrande's fault
If the men can't resist
CONGEGRATION:
Bertrande, you brought God's anger
Bring order in your life
Before the devil rots your soul
You must be someone's wife
GUILLAUME:
You need someone who's strong, I'm willing and free
To wed Bertrande, so sacrifice me
I'll fight the fire, reach into her soul
Give her to me and I'll make her whole
PIERRE:
Now Martin is dead, you'll Guillaume
BERTRANDE:
But who can say that Martin is dead?
FATHER DOMONIC:
But Martin never slept in your bed
Your wedding vows means nothing!
CONGREGATION:
Bertrande, you brought God's anger
Bring order in your life
Before the devil rots your soul
You must be someone's wife
BERTRANDE:
But I must be faithful to Martin, Father
Surely that's the law of God
MADAME DE ROLS:
My girl, it's time for you to bear a child
PIERRE:
When you marry I'll give you the farm by the stream
BERTRANDE:
You persecuted Martin, now you're doing the same to me
FATHER DOMINIC:
It's not for you to judge
The devil is inside you
I can hear Satan's voice
BERTRANDE:
There's no devil in me
No devil in Martin
The devil is in all of you
CONGREGATION:
We are the children of the Lord
BERTRANDE:
I have done nothing wrong
Won't you leave me alone!
CONGREGATION:
We are the soldiers by his sword
Keep away
BERTRANDE:
I wont marry Guillaume
CONGREGATION:
She's possessed
FATHER DOMINIC:
The demon's inside her
CONGREGATION:
God forbid
MADAME DE ROLS:
We're all good Catholics here
CONGREGATION:
Spirit is broken
BERTRANDE:
No one will decide for me
CONGREGATION:
Satan lives within her soul!
Guilty ? a witch
Bertrande is guilty ? bewitched
The sun keeps beating ? the witch
The land is dying ? oh Lord
Satan's inside now ? oh Lord
The devil's bride now ? oh Lord
Bertrande bewitched ? oh Lord
Betrande ? a witch!