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The International - Французский
Standing! The Wretched of the Earth,
Standing! the convicts of hunger!
The reason thunders in its crater,
It is the eruption of the end.
Password make a clean sweep,
Crowd slave standing! standing!
The world will change base:
We are nothing, let everything!
This is the final-fight:
Groupon us, and tomorrow
The International
Will the human race!
In is not of supreme sauvers:
Neither God, nor Caesar, nor tribune
Producers, let us save ourselves!
Decretond the common salvation!
To the thief makes throat
To get the spirit of the dungeon,
Blow out ourselves our forge,
Let us beat the iron while it is hot!
This is the final struggle ...
The state compresses and cheating law;
The tax bleeds malheurex;
No duty is imposed only to the rich;
The right of the poor is an empty word.
It's pretty languish ein guardianship,
The equality means other laws;
"No rights without duties,
she said, Equal no duties without rights!
This is the final struggle ...
Hideous in their apotheosis,
The kings of mine and rail
Have they done anything jamias
That rob the work?
In the vaults of the band
What he created was melted.
In dedretant that the luirende
The people do not want that sound.
This is the final struggle ...
The kings soulaient us fumes,
Peace between us, war to the tyrants!
Apply to the strike armies,
Butt in the air and break the ranks!
If persist, these cannibals
To do Denous soon as our bullets
Are for our own generals.
This is the final struggle ...
Workers, peasants, we are
The great advantage of workers;
The earth belongs only to men,
The idle will stay elsewhere.
Combiern our flesh eat up!
But if the corals, vultures,
One of these mornings, disappear,
The solei shine forever!
This is the final-fight:
Groupon us, and tomorrow
The International
Will the human race!