Ode to Peace

Brothers, sing your countries’ anthems, shout your lands’ undying fame;

Like the wondrous tale of nations, give your people’s golden name.

Tell your elders’ noble story, raise on high your country’s sign;

Join them in the final glory, brother, lift your hand with mine.

Hail the sun of peace arising, hold the war clouds closely furled.

Blend your banners, oh my sisters in a rainbow of the world.

Red as blood and blue as heaven, wise as age and proud as youth,

Meld our colours wonder woven, in the one great light of truth.

Build the road of peace before us, build it wide and deep and long;

Heed the slow and check the eager, help the weak and curb the strong.

None shall push aside another, none shall let another fall;

March beside me oh my comrades, all for one and one for all.

Ale mentshin, shvester, brider, broyne, gele, shvartse, vayse,

Felker, lender un klimatn, siz an oys getrakhte mayse.

Vayse, shvartse, broyne, gele, mishte di farbn oys tsuzamen.

Ale mentshn, shvester, brider, fun eyn tatn, fun eyn mamen.

Lift your hand with mine!