May Day Sing Song

[Dennis the 'Bloody Peasant']

It's MAY DAY *****es so..

Let’s have a sing song…

Arise, ye workers from your slumber,
Arise, ye prisoners of want.
For reason in revolt now thunders,
and at last ends the age of Kant!
Away with all your superstitions,
Servile masses, arise, arise!
We'll change henceforth the old tradition,
And spurn the dust to win the prize!
(All together now…)
So comrades, come rally,
And the last fight let us face.
The Internationale,
Unites the human race.
So comrades, come rally,
And the last fight let us face.
The Internationale,
Unites the human race!
Or...

The people's flag is deepest red,
It shrouded oft our martyred dead,
And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold,
Their hearts' blood dyed its every fold.
(Can't hear you at the back..)

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.

Or something else....up to you. (hums RATM - Sleep Now In The Fire)

[TheRedAnarchist23]

Now me!



Stand up, all victims of oppression,
For the tyrants fear your might!
Don't cling so hard to your possessions,
For you have nothing if you have no rights!
Let racist ignorance be ended,
For respect makes the empires fall!
Freedom is merely privilege extended,
Unless enjoyed by one and all.
So come brothers and sisters,
For the struggle carries on.
The Internationale,
Unites the world in song.
So comrades, come rally,
For this is the time and place!
The international ideal,
Unites the human race.


Let no one build walls to divide us,
Walls of hatred nor walls of stone.
Come greet the dawn and stand beside us,
We'll live together or we'll die alone.
In our world poisoned by exploitation,
Those who have taken, now they must give!
And end the vanity of nations,
We've but one Earth on which to live.
So come brothers and sisters,
For the struggle carries on.
The Internationale,
Unites the world in song.
So comrades, come rally,
For this is the time and place!
The international ideal,
Unites the human race.


And so begins the final drama,
In the streets and in the fields.
We stand unbowed before their armour,
We defy their guns and shields!
When we fight, provoked by their aggression,
Let us be inspired by life and love.
For though they offer us concessions,
Change will not come from above!
So come brothers and sisters,
For the struggle carries on.
The Internationale,
Unites the world in song.
So comrades, come rally,
For this is the time and place!
The Internationale,
Unites the human race.

[Dennis the 'Bloody Peasant']

Now me!



Stand up, all victims of oppression,
For the tyrants fear your might!
Don't cling so hard to your possessions,
For you have nothing if you have no rights!
Let racist ignorance be ended,
For respect makes the empires fall!
Freedom is merely privilege extended,
Unless enjoyed by one and all.
So come brothers and sisters,
For the struggle carries on.
The Internationale,
Unites the world in song.
So comrades, come rally,
For this is the time and place!
The international ideal,
Unites the human race.


Let no one build walls to divide us,
Walls of hatred nor walls of stone.
Come greet the dawn and stand beside us,
We'll live together or we'll die alone.
In our world poisoned by exploitation,
Those who have taken, now they must give!
And end the vanity of nations,
We've but one Earth on which to live.
So come brothers and sisters,
For the struggle carries on.
The Internationale,
Unites the world in song.
So comrades, come rally,
For this is the time and place!
The international ideal,
Unites the human race.


And so begins the final drama,
In the streets and in the fields.
We stand unbowed before their armour,
We defy their guns and shields!
When we fight, provoked by their aggression,
Let us be inspired by life and love.
For though they offer us concessions,
Change will not come from above!
So come brothers and sisters,
For the struggle carries on.
The Internationale,
Unites the world in song.
So comrades, come rally,
For this is the time and place!
The Internationale,
Unites the human race.

Ah, Mr Billy Bragg's version..nice

[bad ideas actualised by alcohol]

Billy Bragg version sounds awful.

[TheRedAnarchist23]

Billy Bragg version sounds awful.

Well, you sound awfull too:laugh::laugh::laugh:

[TheRedAnarchist23]

Now in portuguese, because I still don't have a portuguses language sub-forum to post this in:

De pé, ó vitimas da fome
De pé, famélicos da terra
Da ideia a chama já consome
A crosta bruta que a soterra

Cortai o mal bem pelo fundo
De pé, de pé, não mais senhores
Se nada somos em tal mundo
Sejamos tudo, ó produtores

Bem unidos façamos
Nesta luta final
Uma terra sem amos
A Internacional

Senhores, Patrões, chefes supremos
Nada esperamos de nenhum
Sejamos nós que conquistemos
A terra mãe livre e comum

Para não ter protestos vãos
Para sair desse antro estreito
Façamos nós por nossas mãos
Tudo o que a nós nos diz respeito

Bem unidos façamos
Nesta luta final
Uma terra sem amos
A Internacional

O crime de rico, a lei o cobre
O Estado esmaga o oprimido
Não há direitos para o pobre
Ao rico tudo é permitido

À opressão não mais sujeitos
Somos iguais todos os seres
Não mais deveres sem direitos
Não mais direitos sem deveres

Bem unidos façamos
Nesta luta final
Uma terra sem amos
A Internacional

Abomináveis na grandeza
Os reis da mina e da fornalha
Edificaram a riqueza
Sobre o suor de quem trabalha

Todo o produto de quem sua
A corja rica o recolheu
Querendo que ela o restitua
O povo só quer o que é seu

Bem unidos façamos
Nesta luta final
Uma terra sem amos
A Internacional

Nós fomos de fumo embriagados
Paz entre nós, guerra aos senhores
Façamos greve de soldados
Somos irmãos, trabalhadores

Se a raça vil, cheia de galas
Nos quer à força canibais
Logo verás que as nossas balas
São para os nossos generais

Bem unidos façamos
Nesta luta final
Uma terra sem amos
A Internacional

Pois somos do povo os ativos
Trabalhador forte e fecundo
Pertence a Terra aos produtivos
Ó parasitas deixai o mundo

Ó parasitas que te nutres
Do nosso sangue a gotejar
Se nos faltarem os abutres
Não deixa o sol de fulgurar

Bem unidos façamos
Nesta luta final
Uma terra sem amos
A Internacional


To non-potuguese speakers: try to sing that!:D

[bad ideas actualised by alcohol]

Solidarity Forever is the best song ever made.

[Left Leanings]

The Blow Monkeys, Choice

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J3Csd4rVQH8

Style Council, Walls Come Tumbling Down

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ElhC1jFz7-c

Aztec Camera, Good Morning Britain

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mMSyyCbnrhE

[TheRedAnarchist23]

What is nobody going to try sing the internationale in portuguese?
Record a video of yourself doing it and then post it here, I love to hear people misspronouncing potuguese:laugh:

[ColonelCossack]

If you're happy and you know it clap you hands,
If you're happy and you know it clap your hands
If you're happy and you know it
And you really wanna show it
If you're happy and you know it clap your hands.

[Leonid Brozhnev]

If you're happy and you know it clap you hands,
If you're happy and you know it clap your hands
If you're happy and you know it
And you really wanna show it
If you're happy and you know it clap your hands.

Beautiful, I shed a tear.

[Comrade Samuel]

If you're happy and you know it clap you hands,
If you're happy and you know it clap your hands
If you're happy and you know it
And you really wanna show it
If you're happy and you know it clap your hands.

Long live the workers, long may they clap!

[Vyacheslav Brolotov]

The original French version is the best!


Debout! les damnés de la terre
Debout! les forçats de la faim
La raison tonne en son cratère,
C'est l'éruption de la fin.
Du passé faisons table rase
Foule esclave, debout! debout!
Le monde va changer de base
Nous ne sommes rien, soyons tout!

Refrain
C'est la lutte finale
Groupons-nous et demain
L'Internationale
Sera le genre humain.

Il n'est pas de sauveurs suprêmes:
Ni dieu, ni césar, ni tribun,
Producteurs, sauvons-nous nous-mêmes!
Décrétons le salut commun!
Pour que le voleur rende gorge,
Pour tirer l'esprit du cachot
Soufflons nous-mêmes notre forge,
Battons le fer quand il est chaud!

L'etat opprime et la loi triche,
L'impôt saigne le malheureux,
Nul devoir ne s'impose au riche,
Le droit du pauvre est un mot creux.
C'est assez languir en tutelle,
L'égalité veut d'autres lois;
«Pas de droits sans devoirs», dit-elle,
«Egaux, pas de devoirs sans droits!»

Hideux dans leur apothéose,
Les rois de la mine et du rail
Ont-ils jamais fait autre chose
Que dévaliser le travail?
Dans les coffres-forts de la bande
Ce qu'il a créé s'est fondu.
En décrétant qu'on le lui rende
Le peuple ne veut que son dû.

Les rois nous saoulaient de fumées.
Paix entre nous, guerre aux tyrans!
Appliquons la grève aux armées,
Crosse en l'air et rompons les rangs!
S'ils s'obstinent, ces cannibales,
A faire de nous des héros,
Ils sauront bientôt que nos balles
Sont pour nos propres généraux.

Ouvriers, paysans, nous sommes
Le grand parti des travailleurs;
La terre n'appartient qu'aux hommes,
L'oisif ira loger ailleurs.
Combien de nos chairs se repaissent!
Mais si les corbeaux, les vautours,
Un de ces matins disparaissent,
Le soleil brillera toujours!

The Billy Bragg version is stupid and sounds reformist.

[Bostana]

Happy B-day to me lulz

[GiantMonkeyMan]

Negras tormentas agitan los aires
nubes oscuras nos impiden ver
Aunque nos espere el dolor y la muerte
contra el enemigo nos llama el deber.

El bien más preciado
es la libertad
hay que defenderla
con fe y valor.

Alza la bandera revolucionaria
que del triunfo sin cesar nos lleva en pos
Alza la bandera revolucionaria
que del triunfo sin cesar nos lleva en pos
En pie el pueblo obrero a la batalla
hay que derrocar a la reacción

¡A las Barricadas! ¡A las Barricadas!
por el triunfo de la Confederación.
¡A las Barricadas! ¡A las Barricadas!
por el triunfo de la Confederación.

Love this song. :o

[Luc]

nvm...

Russian version is pretty great espcially the beginning:D:




Get up, you who are branded by a curse,
You, the world's starving and enslaved!
Our outraged minds are boiling,
Ready to lead us into a deadly fight.
We will destroy this world of violence
Down to the foundations, and then
We will build our new world.
He who was nothing will become everything!

This will be the final
and decisive battle.
With the International
the mankind will get up

No one will grant us deliverance,
Not god, nor tsar, nor hero.
We will win our liberation,
With our very own hands.
To throw down oppression with a skilled hand,
To take back what is ours –
Fire up the furnace and hammer boldly,
while the iron is still hot!

This will be the final
and decisive battle.
With the International
the mankind will get up

Only we, the workers of the worldwide
Great army of labour,
Have the right to own the land,
But the parasites - never!
And if the great thunder rolls
Over the pack of dogs and executioners,
For us, the sun will forever
Shine on with its fiery rays.

This will be the final
and decisive battle.
With the International
the mankind will get up

[Agent Ducky]

Or something else....up to you. (hums RATM - Sleep Now In The Fire)


I know it's such a stereotypical leftist thing but ... dammit I love Rage inordinately. :drool:

[Prometeo liberado]

All you need:

The people's flag is deepest red,
It shrouded oft our martyred dead,
And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold,
Their hearts' blood dyed its ev'ry fold.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.
Look 'round, the Frenchman loves its blaze,
The sturdy German chants its praise,
In Moscow's vaults its hymns are sung
Chicago swells the surging throng.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.
It waved above our infant might,
When all ahead seemed dark as night;
It witnessed many a deed and vow,
We must not change its colour now.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.
It well recalls the triumphs past,
It gives the hope of peace at last;
The banner bright, the symbol plain,
Of human right and human gain.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.
It suits today the weak and base,
Whose minds are fixed on pelf and place
To cringe before the rich man's frown,
And haul the sacred emblem down.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.
With heads uncovered swear we all
To bear it onward till we fall;
Come dungeons dark or gallows grim,
This song shall be our parting hymn.

Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here

[ColonelCossack]

All you need:

The people's flag is deepest red,
It shrouded oft our martyred dead,
And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold,
Their hearts' blood dyed its ev'ry fold.
Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.
Look 'round, the Frenchman loves its blaze,
The sturdy German chants its praise,
In Moscow's vaults its hymns are sung
Chicago swells the surging throng.
Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.
It waved above our infant might,
When all ahead seemed dark as night;
It witnessed many a deed and vow,
We must not change its colour now.
Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.
It well recalls the triumphs past,
It gives the hope of peace at last;
The banner bright, the symbol plain,
Of human right and human gain.
Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.
It suits today the weak and base,
Whose minds are fixed on pelf and place
To cringe before the rich man's frown,
And haul the sacred emblem down.
Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here.
With heads uncovered swear we all
To bear it onward till we fall;
Come dungeons dark or gallows grim,
This song shall be our parting hymn.
Then raise the scarlet standard high.
Within its shade we'll live and die,
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer,
We'll keep the red flag flying here

true dat