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The huge country is rising
Is rising for the deathly battle
Against the dark fascist force
Against their cursed hordes
Will resist the oppressors
Of right notions
Rapists, bandits
People's tormentors
Don't their black wings dare
Fly over our Motherland
Don't the enemy dare tread
Our immense fields
Let us put a bullet into the brow
Of the rotten fascist vermin
Let us make a strong coffin
For such breed
Let our noble wrath
Seethe like waves
The national war is going
The Sacred War
"When I give food to the poor, they call me a saint. When I ask why they are poor, they call me a Communist." - Hélder Câmara
