L'internationale (parodie de)
Chanson Plus Bifluorée
The International (parody of)
Stand up, you damned of the earth
Stand up, you convicts of the end
Reason thunders in its crater
It's the eruption of the end
Let's wipe the slate clean of the past
Slave crowd, stand up, stand up
The world will change its foundation
We are nothing, let's be everything
Fight, fight, yeah
It's the final struggle, let's group together and tomorrow
The International will be the human race
Fight, fight, yeah
It's the final struggle, let's group together and tomorrow
The International will be the human race
He had beautiful mustaches
Dark eyebrows, clear gaze
A bit gruff, a bit cocky
For us, he was almost a father
Kind heart under a tough skin
Big heart without showing it
Revolutionary without fault
Yes, Stalin is exemplary
It's the final struggle
Oh, long live the rose
Let's group together and tomorrow
Oh, long live the rose
For the International
Long live the rose and the lilac
Will be the human race
Long live the rose and the jasmine
Workers, peasants, we are
The Great Party of Workers
The land belongs only to men
The idler will go elsewhere, go elsewhere
Go elsewhere
How many of our flesh they feast on
But if the crows, the vultures
One of these mornings disappear
The sun will still shine, always shine
Always shine
It's the final struggle, let's group together and tomorrow
The International will be the human race
It's the final struggle, let's group together and tomorrow
The International will be the human race