Page:Songs of Russia.djvu/65

 In thinking men and women now they bloom,
 * In souls that love the light and righteousness.

As they strive on toward duty’s sacred goal,
 * Nature herself doth their endeavor bless—

To liberate the poor and the enslaved
 * Who suffer now from cold and hunger’s blight,

And to create for all humanity
 * A world that shall be free, that shall be bright;

A world where tears no longer shall be shed,
 * A world where guiltless blood no more shall flow,

And men and women, like clear-shining stars,
 * With courage and with love shall be aglow.

You may destroy us, tyrants! ’Twill be vain.
 * Time will bring on new fighters strong as we;

For we shall battle ever, on and on,
 * Nor cease to strive till all the world is free!