Internacional - Ûgoslavskij


Everybody up on the ground basement,
All slaves that kills hunger!
Injustice mind now is holy,
Roars more and village and town.
Let tyranny down our forces,
Countless slaves now get up!
Let the world old is no trace,
His misery tomorrow will be the end!


This will be the last and
Determined heavy combat,
International
One is the human race!


From mighty us no gift
The executioners are our emperor and god!
Who patience all the world creates
I stepped a hell of his.
To us fiend that does not strangle.
I thought that not suffocating darkness,
Stir the fire in time says
And our forges a strong hammer.


This will be the last and
Determined heavy combat,
International
One is the human race!

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Everybody up on the ground basement,
All slaves that kills hunger!
Injustice mind now is holy,
Roars more and village and town.
Let tyranny down our forces,
Countless slaves now get up!
Let the world old is no trace,
His misery tomorrow will be the end!

This will be the last and
Determined heavy combat,
International
One is the human race!

From mighty us no gift
The executioners are our emperor and god!
When all efforts to create the world
I stepped a hell of his.
To us fiend that does not strangle.
I thought that not suffocating darkness,
Stir the fire in time says
And our forges a strong hammer.

This will be the last and
Determined heavy combat,
International
One is the human race! 1924