The Internationale (Kerr)

Arise, ye prisoners of starvation! Arise, ye wretched of the earth! For justice thunders condemnation, A better world is in birth! No more tradition's chains shall bind us, Arise ye slaves, no more in thrall! The earth shall rise on new foundations, We have been naught, we shall be all.

Chorus: This is the final conflict, Let each stand in his place. The Industrial Union Shall be the human race.

(Alternate chorus) 'Tis the final conflict, Let each stand in his place. The international working class Shall be the human race.

We want no condescending saviors To rule us from a judgment hall; We workers ask not for their favors; Let us consult for all. To make the thief disgorge his booty To free the spirit from its cell, We must ourselves decide our duty, We must decide, and do it well. (Chorus)

The law oppresses us and tricks us, wage slavery drains the workers’ blood; The rich are free from obligations, The laws the poor delude. Too long we’ve languished in subjection, Equality has other laws; "No rights," says she "without their duties, No claims on equals without cause." (Chorus)

Behold them seated in their glory The kings of mine and rail and soil! What have you read in all their story, But how they plundered toil? Fruits of the workers’ toil are buried In the strong coffers of a few; In working for their restitution The men will only ask their due. (Chorus)

Toilers from shops and fields united, The union we of all who work; The earth belongs to us, the workers, No room here for the shirk. How many on our flesh have fattened; But if the noisome birds of prey Shall vanish from the sky some morning, The blessed sunlight still will stay. (Chorus)

La Internacional Internacionála Yr Internationale Internationale Die Internationale La Internacional L’Internationale A Internacional האינטרנציונל Internacionala Internacionálé インターナショナル 인터내셔널 De Internationale Międzynarodówka A Internacional Internaţionala Интернационал Internationalen Enternasyonal 國際歌 (瞿秋白) 國際歌 (國民革命軍)