Hands of dirt; bruised and bloodied The hands of the masses rise The hands of the masses are raised with absolute defiance The hands of the masses rise The hands of the masses are raised with absolute power The hands of the masses rise, they rise higher The hands of the masses shape history The hands of the masses become fists of freedom! Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise for liberation! Rise for humanity! Rise for peace! Rise! Rise! Rise!
The song of Africa creates waves! The song of Africa crumbles the monuments of old! The song of Africa conquers the mountains! The song of Africa cannot be made still!
We are all one, united by destiny The divisions of today shall dissolve The imperialists will face the tyranny The capitalists will face the tyranny The tyranny of justice comes to thee Liberation and freedom awaits us all And a red star is rising Sounding the call! The call of the chained guardians The call of the chained children The call of the poor The call of the hungry The call of the forgotten And a red star is rising Uniting us all!
May the countless others who gave their lives soon cry together
Arm in arm
As the red berets forge the path
As the red berets bolster our hearts
Let the land be reclaimed
Let justice be seen
Let the prosperity be abundant
Let democracy be true
Let the people be joyous
Let life be cherished
Let Africa be
The love of the people will claim victory
This is the century of the oppressed! This is the century in which we will achieve freedom!
Workers of the world unite! A red star rises! Rise! Rise! Rise! Raise your fists! Raise your spirits! The struggle continues and cannot end! Workers of the world unite!
-by me, August Gardens