Monday

THE INTERNATIONALE


Arise, ye prisoners of starvation!

  Arise, ye wretched of the earth!

For justice thunders condemnation:

  A better world’s in birth!


No more tradition’s chains shall bind us,

  Arise ye slaves, no more in thrall!

The earth shall rise on new foundations:
  We have been nought, 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 their 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 its cell,

We must ourselves decide our duty,

  We must decide, and do it well.


’Tis the final conflict,

  Let each stand in his place.

The international soviet

  Shall be the human race!



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