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56 lines
1.2 KiB
Plaintext
Интернационал - Португальский
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On foot, O famine victims
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No more, no more bondage
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That there is no force that dome
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The strength of our reason
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Stone by stone, street last
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On foot, brothers workers!
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The world will be transformed
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By our hands, our hands
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Well united do,
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In this final fight,
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A land without masters
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The International
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Well united do,
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In this final fight,
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A land without masters
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The International
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No more, no more filthy weather
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In that it is what you have
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Not the rich around the world
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And the poor unless one
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Never again be made of assets
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While beings are broken
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No more rights without duties
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No more duties without rights
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We have been Greece and Rome were
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Everything we did, we have nothing
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Only poverty that is the sum
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This wealth that we
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Never on the battlefield
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Brothers turn against brothers
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No more sweat you work
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Flower fruit in other hands
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Well united do,
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In this final fight,
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A land without masters
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The International
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Well united do,
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In this final fight,
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A land without masters
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The International
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Well united do,
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In this final fight,
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A land without masters
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The International
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Well united do,
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In this final fight,
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A land without masters
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The International |