<h3> <SPAN name="knees"></SPAN> UP FROM YOUR KNEES </h3>
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(Air: "Song of a Thousand Years")</p>
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Up from your knees, ye cringing serf men!<br/>
What have ye gained by whines and tears?<br/>
Rise! They can never break our spirits<br/>
Though they should try a thousand years.<br/></p>
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CHORUS<br/></p>
<p class="poem">
A thousand years, then speed the victory!<br/>
Nothing can stop us nor dismay.<br/>
After the winter comes the springtime;<br/>
After the darkness comes the day.<br/></p>
<p class="poem">
Break ye your chains, strike off your fetters;<br/>
Beat them to swords, the Foe appears.<br/>
Slaves of the world arise and crush him—<br/>
Crush him or serve a thousand years.<br/></p>
<p class="poem">
Join in the fight—the Final Battle,<br/>
Welcome the fray with ringing cheers.<br/>
These are the times our fathers dreamed of,<br/>
Fought to attain a thousand years.<br/></p>
<p class="poem">
Be ye prepared, be not unworthy,<br/>
Greater the task when triumph nears.<br/>
Master the earth, O men of labor;<br/>
Long have ye learned—a thousand years.<br/></p>
<p class="poem">
Out of the East the sun is rising,<br/>
Out of the night the day appears;<br/>
See! at your feet the world is waiting,<br/>
Bought with your blood a thousand years.<br/></p>
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