For a crumb of bread without poison, without chains!

I’d be glad to toil all my years.

But brothers! my bread’s now filled with my pain,

Toxic with bloody tears.

My heart and head rebel,

Against that vile bread,

For which I go through hell,

And endure such bitter dread.

A crumb of bread without poison, without chains,

Brothers! Is that too much to ask?

Am I guilty if my life still remains

And in me humanity lasts?

A crumb of bread without chains, without claws,

Brother! if you’d like a bite,

You must help to advance our cause,

And join in the eternal fight.

Everywhere he must carry it in his bones,

For freedom, the sacred flame,

Every slave and every master he will tell the truth alone,

“I want no poison and no chains.”

We want free labor and free reward,

The fruits of our very hands,

We want blood to be shed no more,

And slavery forever banned.

We want this freedom, this world,

We see the future with clarity,

Every slave is human, every human,a hero,

When his weapons are compassion and veracity.