Der heimliche Aufmarsch English translation
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A whisper goes through the world:
Worker, can't you hear it?
These are the voices of the war ministers
Worker, can't you hear them?
The coal and steel producers whisper,
The chemical war production whispers,
It whispers from all continents:
Mobilization against the Soviet Union!


Workers, peasants, arm yourself,
Arm yourselves with guns.
Destroy the fascist mob of bandits,
Set your hearts on fire!
Plant your red banners of work
On every ramp, on every factory.
Then out of the ruins
of the old society
rises the socialist world republic!
Then out of the ruins
of the old society
rises the socialist world republic!

Workers listen, they go into the field,
And are shouting for nation and race.
This is the war of the rulers of the world
Against the working class.
Because the attack against the Soviet Union
Is the thrust into the heart of the revolution.
And the war that now goes through the countries,
Is the war against you, prolet!


Workers, peasants, take your guns,
Pick up the guns.
Destroy the fascist mob of bandits,
Set your hearts on fire!
Plant your red banners of work
On every ramp, on every factory.
Then out of the ruins
of the old society
rises the socialist world republic!
Then out of the ruins
of the old society
rises the socialist world republic!