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In 1916 we marched

For freedom through

Dublin’s steaming roads

From 36 – 39 we set Spain

Ablaze from coast to coast

Our reward has been always

The same, we stood with our

Backs to the wall

The last that we saw were

Fire and smoke when rifles

Answered our call!

Buried, but never forgotten

On the cold winds of night

A rebel’s spirit flies

Countless heroes are fallen

But the torch burns on

And forevermore spreads

Its light

In 89 communist tanks gave

Us heavenly peace on the same titled place

While elsewhere on earth the

Fall of an ideal we had to face

While our brothers and

Sisters cursed the war in the

Asian rain forest

National guards opened fire

On students, four precious

Dreams got forevermore lost!

Buried, but never forgotten

On the cold winds of night

A rebel’s spirit flies

Bitter blood – is the fuel for

The world’s revolution

Bitter blood – adds the color

To mankind’s evolution

Buried, but never forgotten

On the cold winds of night

A rebel’s spirit flies

Bitter blood – is the fuel for

The world’s revolution

Bitter blood – adds the color

To mankind’s evolution