POLISH LYRICS

Jeszcze Polska nie zginela,
Kiedy my zyjemy.
Co nam obca przemoc wziela,
Szabla odbierzemy. 

CHORUS:
Marsz, marsz, Dabrowski,
Z ziemi wloskiej do Polski,
Za twoim przewodem
Zlaczym sie z narodem.

Przejdziem Wisle, przejdziem Warte,
Bedziem Polakami,
Dal nam przyklad Bonaparte,
Jak zwyciezac mamy. 

CHORUS 

Jak Czarniecki do Poznania
Po szwedzkim zaborze,
Dla ojczyzny ratowania
Wracal sie przez morze. 

CHORUS

Juz tam ojciec do swej Basi 
mowi zaplakany: 
"Sluchaj jeno, pono nasi 
bija w tarabany!"

CHORUS 

Na to wszystko jedne glosy:
"Dosyc tej niewoli!
Mamy raclawickie kosy,
Kosciuszko, Bog pozwoli."

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ENGLISH TRANSLATION

Poland has not yet succumbed. 
As long as we remain, 
What the foe by force has seized, 
Sword in hand we'll gain. 

CHORUS:
March! March, Dabrowski! 
March from Italy to Poland! 
Under your command 
We shall reach our land. 

Cross the Vistula and Warta 
And Poles we shall be; 
We've been shown by Bonaparte 
Ways to victory. 

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As Czarniecki Poznan town regains, 
Fighting with the Swede,
To free our fatherland from chains,
We shall return by sea. 

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Father, in tears, 
says to his Basia: 
"Just listen, it seems that our people 
are beating the drums."

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Let us all chant in one voice:
"Do away with this enslavement!
We have our scythes from Raclawice,
God permitting,Kosciuszko is with us."

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