Arise!
The children of the fatherland.
The day of glory as arrived.
Against us tyranny.
The b***** standard is raised.
The b***** standard is raised.
Do you head in the countryside
the roar of those ferocious soldiers?
They're coming right into our arms to cut the throats
of our sons and our women.
In arms, citizens!
Form your battalions!
Let us march!(Let us march!)
Let this impure blood water our furrows.
The children of the fatherland.
The day of glory as arrived.
Against us tyranny.
The b***** standard is raised.
The b***** standard is raised.
Do you head in the countryside
the roar of those ferocious soldiers?
They're coming right into our arms to cut the throats
of our sons and our women.
In arms, citizens!
Form your battalions!
Let us march!(Let us march!)
Let this impure blood water our furrows.