I see a vague and distant future
In which our people are free
And our will is restored
I see a vague and distant future
Where we say what we want
And go where we go
And I see a power in this image
I see the worth
I see the peace
But I see a group of malcontents
Preventers of this utopia on earth
I see the bourgeoisie and power hungry men
I see them steal the people's rights
And I see the farmer take up his pitchfork
I see the students make a fist
I see the workers making weapons
To free the people with flames
And I see the hand clutching the cocktail
And I see the rag ignite
And I see the rich men running
And I see the people fight
And we will have an equal land
If I am the last man standing
And we will fight until we're free
Of the chains of tyranny
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