Wake up, now, wake up from your sleep
Wake up captive world
Against oppression our grunge is a volcan
Our struggle is a struggle of life or death
May past be clean from root
We want another world
May learn those ones who despise us
Starting from now we are all
This struggle is our last struggle now
With the Internationale, humanity can be save
God, boss, prince, lord, sultan
How can they save us
The only one who can be save us
is our arms
This struggle is our last struggle now
With the Internationale, humanity can be save
Factories and grounds
are proletarian's goods
We don't know rights for parasites
All must be work
The blood shed by persecutors
One day will drown them
In the horizon of this bloody sea
Red Sun will raise
This struggle is our last struggle now
With the Internationale, humanity can be save