Les Médiévales de Domfront
22ème édition
1, 2, 3 août 2025

Volunteers

 

Volunteers are a precious band ;

Devoted, keen and always willing.

Ever keen to lend a hand

For fun, not for a promised shilling.

 

They treat their service as a game

Heeding not the time or trouble ;

Volunteers don't look for fame,

They soldier on, and give back double.

 

Our associations need them there ;

Without them, nothing can get done.

Forgotten when the weather's fair

When things go wrong, it's “Where've they gone ?”

 

Raise to them the glass that cheers ;

They get the pain, no recognition.

Praise them, the bold volunteers,

To recruit and keep them is our mission.

        

         I have worn out my talents lyric

         So here's an end to my panegyric.

  

Poème de Pierre ADAM, roughly translated by Chris Hilyer