Comrades, the voices of the dead battalions,
Of those who fell that Britain might be great,
Join in our song,
for they still march in spirit with us,
And urge us on to gain the fascist state!
Join in our song,
for they still march in spirit with us,
And urge us on to gain the fascist state!
We're of their blood, and spirit of their spirit,
Sprung from that soil for whose dear sake they bled,
Against vested powers, Red Front,
and massed ranks of reaction,
We lead the fight for freedom and for bread!
Against vested powers, Red Front,
and massed ranks of reaction,
We lead the fight for freedom and for bread!
The streets are still,
the final struggle's ended;
Flushed with the fight we proudly hail the dawn!
See, over all the streets the fascist banners
waving, Triumphant standards of our race reborn!
See, over all the streets the fascist banners
waving, Triumphant standards of our race reborn!

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