Stand up, Hungarians, your country calls.
The time for now or never falls.
Are we to live as slaves or free?
Choose one. This is our destiny!
By the God of all the Magyars, we swear.
We swear never again the chains to bear.
First verse from SandorPetofi's [Sh- on-dor Pet -ew-fee] 1848 National Poem, known by everyone and recited by the demonstrators