Arturo Giovannitti, fellow worker

In song and in revolt, sing on! sing on!

The battling warriors in the war of classes

Have need of your inspired, inspiring voice,

You are the rebel, leader, poet, prophet,

You have already worn the martyr’s crown.

If there be in me just one spark of envy,

It is that I was not like you in gaol.

I envied you that most supreme distinction

Of living in the shadow of the cross

With all the sacred shades of martyred rebels,

A fellow worker of departed Christs.