III Internacional

We are going
revolutionary lava.
Above the rows
al fire flag.
Our leader -
million-headed
Third International.

Into the walls of centuries
will shaft

beats Third
International.

We are going.
Rows spill no source.
Volga red armies have no mouth.
Belt of the red armies,
west
from the east
girded the earth,
let the poles.

Network nations.
Peaceful.
Spread out, Third
International!

We are going.
Worker of the world,
listen!
The revolution is coming.
East in the footsteps of uprisings.
For Europe

oceans will pass, like land.
Red flag
on the rooftops of New York buildings.

In a new light
and in the old
he
will be
Third
International.

We are going.

Get up, colony colony!
White slaves of empires
stand up!
The fight will decide -
the workers to rule the world in the bosom
or
war to brutalize the Entente.

They
or these.
Peaceful.

To arms,
Third
International!

We are going!
We storm the gates of paradise.
We are going.
Knocked down the door for others.
Above, our banner!
Sickle,
playing with fire,

cuddle with hammer rainbow arc.

At the door these!
Old and young!
Check in, Third
International!

[1920]

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