The Internationale (Интернационал) (американский) - Degeyter Pierre

Arise, ye prisoners of starvation! 
Arise, ye wretched of the earth!
For justice thunders condemnation, 
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 naught, we shall be all! 

Refrain:
  'Tis the final conflict,
  let each stand in their place,
  The International shall be...
  shall be the human race!
  'Tis the final conflict,
  let each stand in their place,
  The International shall be...
  shall be the human race!

We want no condescending saviors
To rule us from a judgement 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!

Refrain.

The law oppresses us and tricks us,
Wage slavery drains the workers' blood.
The rich are free from obligations; 
The law the poor deludes,
Too long we've languished in subjection,
Equality has other laws.
"No rights," says she, "without their duties, 
No claims on equals without cause!"

Refrain.

Behold them seated in their glory, 
The kings of mine and rail and soil,
What have you read in all their story, 
But how they plundered toil ?
Fruits of the workers' toil are buried 
In the strong-coffers of a few.
In working for their restitution, 
The workers only ask their due!

Refrain.

Toilers from shop and field united, 
The UNIОN, we of all who work.
The earth belongs to us, the workers! 
No room here for the shirk.
How many on our flesh have fattened, 
But if the noisome birds of prey
Shall vanish from the sky some morning, 
The blessed sunlight still will stay!
1935
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Музыка: П. Дегейтер