Through the dreams of all the ages rings the voice of labor beginning
as a murmur growing in volume and grandeur as it rolls round the world
And this is the burden of its message By the sweat of no other's brow
shalt thou eat bread
The sun of the new world is rising it is rising out of the solidarity
of the working class Its rays of light are bursting through the dark
horizon which ignorance and deceit have so long riveted upon us It is
lighting up the faces of a new order of men and women supermen and
women men and women not discouraged by defeat god-like men and women
who have found the secret springs of life and are already drinking
deep and glorious draughts men and women who are standing erect and
whose joined hands encircle the world men and women who see the
world's wretchedness and the world's poverty and are ready to throw
away their lives with a song on their lips that such things shall not
be