The International - Немецкий


Wake up, wretched of the earth,
which always you prisoners of starvation!
The right like embers in the crater herd
now penetrates the breakthrough with power.
Clean sweep makes the oppressor!
Army of slaves, wake up!
to be nothing, it does not contribute any longer!
to be everything flows abound!

Peoples, hear the signals!
In the last fight!
The international
unites the human race!

It saves us not höhres beings
no god, no emperor nor tribune.
Redeem us from the misery
we can only do yourself!
Empty word: the poor man's rights!
Empty words: the rich man's duty!
Immature they call us and servants.
the shame does not tolerate now longer!

Peoples, hear ...

In town and country, their working people,
we are the strongest of the Partei'n.
Loafers pushes aside!
This world must be ours!
Our blood is no longer the ravens
and nächt'gen vultures feeding!
Only when we have driven them,
then the Sun seems 'ohn' ceasing

Peoples, hear ...