Lyrics: Soundtrack Artists. Martin Guerre.

Arnaud
(he stands on the platform, and is heckled after everything he says)
Look, I'm Martin Guerre!
There's no disguise, look in my eyes
I'm him I swear
Yes! I'm Martin Guerre!
Why this attack?
When I came back weren't you all there?
She is my wife, she carries new life
And look! Look at what we became
For by heaven you're sure to see there's more to Martin Guerre than a name!
I'm a Protestant, yes
Of this I am proud
But to bring down your lives
This is not what I vowed
I vowed to love the Lord
(to Catherine and the Protestants)
I won't stand and see destroyed the precious times we've all enjoyed
Look, I'm Martin Guerre!
Broken and torn, I was reborn out of despair
Yes! I'm Martin Guerre!
This is my land, and here I stand
I'm him I swear
I've come so far
I've found my way home
And look, look at what I became!
And by heaven you're sure to see there's more to Martin Guerre than name!
Catholics
Can't you see he's playing games, my Lord
Can't you see the Protestant's a fraud

He stole a name, a wife, and then he planned to give the fucking
Protestants the land!
Prostestants
Who are you to condemn this man?
Catholics
He pretends to be a Guerre!
Protestants
As he is!
Catholics
He was never Martin Guerre!
Protestants
When it suited you he was
Then you saw he was Protestant
And then you wanted him no more
Judge Coras
Silence!
Catholics and Protestants
Father save us from hypocrites like them!
Judge Coras
Silence!
All I've heard in this room is the chattering of fools
Bitter words, angry howls like the braying of mules
Without truth all this noise is as empty as the air
Come Bertrande, you must know
Is this man Martin Guerre?