Another the Communist Party of Kampuchea song

The Society of the Future

Stand up all the slaves!

Stand up the wretched of the earth!

We suffer cruelly, we stifle, our chest is about to burst!

From today, life or death, no mailer!

Let us at once make a clean sweep of the past!

Crowds of slaves, stand up!

Tomorrow, our new regime will be restored:

We shall be masters of all the fruits of our labor!

Refrain

Now this is the final struggle:

Let us all band together and tomorrow

The Internationale will be the society of the future!

Let us all band together and tomorrow The Internationale will be the society of the future!