(0:33) Deep in mines, let naught Subdue your proud and patient spirit. Toil and lofty thought Shall not be wasted - do not fear it. Hope - Misfortune's friend - From sombre dungeon pain will banish; 'Twill come to an end Joy will awake and sorrow vanish.
(1:18) Locks will burst - rejoice! - And love and friendship 'thought delusion As the Freedom's voice, Will reach you in your grim seclusion Walls will crash. Content, Will prison fall, will grant you freedom And your brothers then Will present you your sword and kingdom
(2:09) Poet, do not doubt We're proud of our fate and our chains In our hearts we laugh A spark - we know - will kindle new flames Chains will turn to swords We'll light again the flame of freedom Men will rise once more Will fall the kings, will fall their kingdoms!