nThe blood of Europe is all I seenDown from the Urals to the open seanStand by your comrades set your brothers freenThe blood of Europe is all I seennThe old stand silent while the young ones fallnTheir roles reversed by their leaders callnA life imprisoned but in death they’re freenThe blood of Europe seeps over mennThe gray Atlantic where the convoys gonA silent threat from the depths belownMay the path be open may the path be truenThe blood of Europe depends on younnWe’ll all be singing when the banners fallnNo death in vain or victory too smallnUp above the rubble birds climb freenThe blood of Europe is all I seen