And here we are now on our feet, my country and I,
my hair flying in the breeze, my small hand clasped in
its massive fist.
And the strength is not in us but above and beyond us,
in a voice which soars through the night like some winged
And the voice announces
that over the ages Europe has pumped us with lies and
inflicted the plague on us
For now we know in truth
that man’s work is by no means complete
that we have not nothing to contribute to the world
that parasites we are not
that no more need we squat at the gate
but that man’s work has only just begun
and that he has to release his energies and conquer
and that no single race has a monopoly of beauty, intelligence
and that there is room for all to conquer.
And now we know that our land too is within the orbit of
which shines on the little plot we have willed for ourselves,
that without constraint we are free to move heaven, earth
and the stars.