O pioneer of free men, rejoice in hope,The Lord of heaven decreed that He would cope;
These feelings of our hearts are turned to thee,Would I had given my life as tribute free;
Thy spirit's radiance is a beacon bright,Restored the conscience that knew not thy light;
Thy cry alarmed the hearts and wakened all,Dead feeling answered thy far echo's call;
O pioneer of free men, O symbol of sacrifice,In firm resolve and faith — rejoice, be wise;
Thy mother bore thee for the peoples' trust,Rejecting humiliation, crushing lust;
O tree of the oppressed, thy shade is castOn refugees who sing thy shelter vast;
We'll stay around thee while we live, hearts true,And fragrance of thy sweetness fills the blue.