He ran through clouds of dust 

Kicked up from his comrades' trampling boots

And neutralizing fire-

But our children sit.

 

Rise for The Man! Rise for The Land!

 

He dove into the trench

At first instinct of the missile with Death

Three inches from his head-

But our children sit.

 

Rise for The Man! Rise for The Land!

 

What once were his strong legs

Now are the wheels that roll slowly past

our fallen brothers-

But our children sit?

 

I rise for The Man! I rise for The Land!

 

I, a child of a Nation

I, with the morning sun

Rise for our country

 

Rise for The Man! Rise for Our Land!