Zorii mocnesc dinspre noapte-n spre gri, ceasul e cinci jumatate.
The dawning smoldering from the night to the gray, the clock is half past five
Stau pensionarii la coada.
Pensioners stand in line.
La colt se da astazi lapte.
At the corner, milk is given today.
Ceru-i de plumb, ca privirile lor.
The leaden sky, as their glances.
Merg muncitori la uzina,
The factory workers are going to the factory
Pasii li-s grei dupa cei patru's'cinci de ani de lumina.
The steps are heavy after the forty-five years of light.
Clasa muncitoare, mandra ca un soare,
The working class, proud as a sun,
Mandra ca un munte de fier,
Proud as an iron mountain
Clasa ne-ndrumeaza si ne lumineaza,
The class guides us and illuminates us,
Glasu-i se inalta victorios pan' la cer.
His voice rises victoriously up to the sky.
La, la, la, ...
La, la, la, ...
Mare ca un munte de fier,
Great as an iron mountain,
Soare pe un munte de fier,
Sun on an iron mountain,
Tare ca un munte de fier,
Like an iron mountain,