Arise, ye starvelings from your slumber
Arise, ye prisoners of want
Let the blood in our veins boil; we shall fight for truth
Let us sweep away the old world; slaves, arise, arise
Do not say we have nothing; we shall be masters of the world
This is the final struggle; let us unite tomorrow
The Internationale will be the human race
This is the final struggle; let us unite tomorrow
The Internationale will be the human race
There are no saviors, neither gods nor emperors
To create human happiness, we rely entirely on ourselves
We shall reclaim the fruits of labor and break thought out of its cage
Make the furnace glow red-hot; strike while the iron is hot to succeed
This is the final struggle; let us unite tomorrow
The Internationale will be the human race
This is the final struggle; let us unite tomorrow
The Internationale will be the human race
The most hateful beasts and vipers have consumed our flesh and blood
Once they are wiped out, the crimson sun will shine across the world
This is the final struggle; let us unite tomorrow
The Internationale will be the human race
This is the final struggle; let us unite tomorrow
The Internationale will be the human race
The Internationale will be the human race