Good men, my friends;
I ask you once more to follow me. Tonight the barricade is built and we finally will fight. Finally we can un-cage the poor people of Paris from the laws that have so long bound them; The laws that have for so long kept so many in poverty, The injustices to the less fortunate. Tonight, we will pounce on the law as it did on us. We will be free from them, free from the boundaries of rich old men. Tonight men, is the night to set your anger free. The keepers of the law will run in fright from our burning torches, let there side-burns burn!
This night will decide the future of the gamins and our own, whether it is good or bad. This is the night! The time has come to show the world they are human too and that we should be treated like humans. Our only chance! Though we may die, we will die knowing that we have accomplished something in our lives, that it was not all spent, we will die happy! Our bones will mark the freedom that they have so long sought. Our blood will outline all the treacheries that the law has thrown upon us. It will mark the courage of the young: the courage of the next generation.
Think not on that for we can not all die and if we live, pray to God we do, remember this night and remember all you fought for and be thankful of what you have.