01.L'Internationale Lyrics

arise, you prisoners of starvation. arise, you wretched of the earth
for justice thunders condemnation, for a better world's in birth.
no more tradition's change shall bind us. arise you slaves, no more in thrall.
the earth shall rise on new foundation: we have been naught, we shall be all.
'tis the final conflict, let each stand in his place.
the international soviet shall be the human race.

we want no condescending saviors to rule us from a judgment hall
we workers ask not for their favors, let us consult for all.
to make the thief disgorge his booty, to free the spirit from your cell
we must ourselves decide our dutv, we must decide and do it well.