Sing like a skylarknOn the first of MaynLet your joy echonThrough glorious gladesnReclaimed by MabnFrom grimmest greynSing like a skylarknOn the first of MaynnNo bed of ProcrustesnIs to be foundnAmongst the bountynThat springs from the groundnBut tears fellnUpon this spotnWhen people wailednAnd cursed their lotnnSo fair maidennBorn into blissnRemember their painnAnd honour their giftnTo our joyful nRadiant livesnHatred vanishednAnd love now thrivesnnThe InternationalnCleansed our racenOf old divisionnThere is no tracenSuch words are shroudednIn mists of timenEmpires fell andnWe drank of the vinennSo fair maidennBorn into blissnRemember their painnAnd honour their giftnTo our joyful nRadiant livesnHatered was vanquishednAnd love now thrivesnnHaymarket martyrsnBefore they fellnSwore no allegiancenTo the laws of hellnSo in our heavennWe dance and playnWe welcome the gloriousnMonth of MaynnSo fair maidennBorn into blissnRemember their painnAnd honour their giftnTo our joyful nRadiant livesnHatred was banishednAnd love now thrives