Текст песни: Bakery Hill + перевод

Every building has a floor, every nation has a past

Each person has a journey, each direction has a path

Every people has a champion, a patriot, a fight

So we raise a glass for the liberties that we enjoy this night

Well the miners had protested, petitioned and complained

But the government fell deaf, and the taxes had remained

And there comes a time for all men, when submission is a sin

So the fires started burning and the licenses went in

The battle it was lost,

but for workers and the future, the victory was won.

Sing hae, o’hae for the rebel’s song

And raise a glass for those long gone

High up on the hill, the band of rebels grew

The diggers gathered arms and the Southern Cross it flew

They built a fortress barricade a wall of their defiance

And as the sun rose in the morning, they waited there in silence

The redcoats and their muskets charged the rebel hold

A bitter battle raged, and the diggers they were bold

And at the last drop of blood, the banner it came down

For freedom and for justice won on that bloody ground

The battle is was lost,

but for workers and the future, the victory was won.

Sing hae, o’hae for the rebel’s song

And raise a glass for those long gone

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