Chorus:
1866--Wilhelm Steinitz
1894--Emmanuel Lasker

Molokov:
How straightforward the game,
When one has trust in one's player!

Chorus:
1921--Jose Capablanca

Molokov:
And how great the relief, working for one who believes in--
Loyalty, heritage, true to his kind, come what may

Chorus:
1927--Alex Alekhine

Frederick:
How straightforward the game,
When one is free from distraction!

Chorus:
1935--Euwe
1948--Mikhail Botvinnik

Frederick:
When your only concern, is laid out so clearly before you
64 squares--They are the reason you know you exist

Chorus:
1957--Vasily Smylov
1960--Tal

Molokov:
It is the weak, who accept tawdry untruths about freedom

Chorus:
1963--Tigran Petrosian

Molokov:
Prostituting themselves, chasing a spurious starlight
Trinkets in airports, sufficient to lead them astray

Chorus:
1969--Boris Spassky

Florence:
Does the player exist in any human endeavor?

Chorus:
1972--
1975--Anatoly Karpov

Florence:
Who has been known to resist,
Sirens of fame and possessions?
They will destroy you--not rivals, not age, not success

Chorus:
1956--Budapest is rising
1956--Budapest is fighting!
1956--Budapest is falling
1956--Budapest is dying!