Arise unless you are mourners, O heirs of the chiefs, rise up, if you are wounded, if you do not fight with the worshippers of the night, rise up, for the innocents are the workers, all men who love the heads, rise up, they have put a
whip on our bodies, they have
speared the hearts of the enemy, they have speared the hearts without malice, they have speared the body of flowers in the slaughterhouse, and the shackles in front of our eyes at night. If
our cry is in the night of sin, if our hearts are helpless today, sing with us the song of victory tomorrow that will arrive tomorrow with our flag, sing with us the song of victory tomorrow that will arrive tomorrow with our flag
