Resist, my people, resist!
It's not right for you to remain peaceful.
They sold your blood for dollars.
And filled your tears with tissues.
And they have an abundance of caviar.
And you, from hunger, are fasting!
Don't believe them,
No matter what happens.
They're worn out with lies.
Carry the sword of fire in your hand.
Stand on the sun, ladders.
And say: O land of the free,
I will gift you a laurel wreath.
And a bouquet of music and poems.
That will disturb the ruler's eye!
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