In the dawn when the sky dull red is glowing
And the road I will travel is agreed to
I will treasure all the love that you have shown me
And go to rouse the people
For the road I will travel is the surface Beneath the earth our fallen comrades dead but living Amongst the factories and fields they show our purpose They show that only in fighting are we unvanquished
If today they should close our last life’s window If they brand us and bind us with shackles Yet again they will find the dead beside the living Against them we you and everyone waging struggle
We will seize again the land that is our birthright We will breath again the limpid air of freedom And a backward glance will tell us who we were And today in the battle, who we are.