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82 lines
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International on the church bells
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Arise curse branded,
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The whole world is hungry and slaves!
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Boils our minds outraged
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And in mortal combat ready to lead.
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The whole world of violence we will destroy
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To the ground, and then
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We our we build a new world,
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Who was nothing will become everything!
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Chorus:
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This is our last
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And a decisive battle.
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With the Internationale
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Rise up the human race
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II
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Nobody will give us deliverance:
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Neither God nor the king and no hero
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We will achieve liberation
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His own hand.
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To overthrow oppression skillful hand,
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To regain their possessions -
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Swell forge and hammer boldly,
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While the iron is hot!
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Chorus.
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III
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Quite the blood sucking vampires,
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A prison, a tax reduction!
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You - all the power, all the good things of the world,
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And our right - empty sound!
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We will build on the life inomu-
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And that is our slogan combat:
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ALL POWER TO THE PEOPLE OF LABOR!
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And all the parasites off!
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Chorus.
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IV
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You contemptible in their wealth,
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Coal and steel kings!
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You are your thrones parasites,
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We built on our backs.
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Factories, Chambers -
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All we created by our labor.
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It's time! We demand the return
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The fact that taken grabezhom.
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Chorus.
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V
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Rather, for the sake of the kings,
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Intoxicate us in the fumes of the war!
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War tyrants! People the world!
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Bastia sons of the army!
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When will we make the tyrants
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In the battle heroically to fall for them -
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Murderer in you then send
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We vents combat guns!
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Chorus.
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VI
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Only we, the workers of the World
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Great army of labor!
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Own land have a right,
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But the parasites - never!
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And if the great thunder clap
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Over a pack of dogs and executioners,
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For us, as the sun begins
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Fire shine their light.
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Chorus:
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This is our last
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And a decisive battle.
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With the Internationale
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Rise up the human race! |