Arise, you homeless slaves,
You work comrades, arise!
The weapons of revolt resound,
The call of freedom thunders!
Forget your moribund life
Of trouble, hunger, and cold!
Though you are in chains today
Tomorrow the world will belong to you!
Against capital
There has bravely arisen
The international
Of our world of workers!
There is no ruler above,
No God, no emperor, no rich.
Enough hoping and believing!
If I am not for myself, who will be for me?
To free our minds,
Our spirit, hands, and workers’ sweat,
Gather all your strength
And strike while the iron is hot!
