Arriba, parias de la tierra

Uno de mayo: buen día para recordar el himno por excelencia del movimiento obrero, esta vez en la versión de Robert Wyatt, el que fuera batería y cantante de Soft Machine y Matching Mole. Wyatt tradujo personalmente la letra del francés, apartándose de la versión inglesa más moliente, asociada al Partido Laborista. El resultado es espléndido, desde cualquier punto de vista.

Internationale
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Behold them seated in their glory,
the kings of mine and rail and soil.
What have you read in all their story
but how they plundered toil?
The fruits of the people’s toil are buried
in the strongholds of the few;
in working for their restitution
the people only claim their due.

It’s the final conflict,
let it stand in its place.
The International Party
shall be the human race.
It’s the final conflict,
let it stand in its place,
The International Party
shall be the human race.

No Saviours from on high deliver,
no trust have we in prince or peer.
Our own right hand the chains must shiver
chains of hatred, of greed and fear.
Ere the thieves will out with their booty
and to all give a happier lot.
Each at the forge must do his duty
and strike the iron while it's hot.

It’s the final conflict,
Let it stand in its place.
The International Party
shall be the human race
It’s the final conflict,
let it stand in its place.
The International Party
unites the human race.