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Eye - Польский
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Roar around the forest,
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Is it real, or a dream?
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What do you like,
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What that reminds
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View this familiar?
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Vistula yellow sand,
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Village of straw roof.
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Fluid flows Oka,
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How wide Vistula,
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How deep Vistula.
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Roar, hey, rustling forest,
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Where art thou cast us?
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Dolo dolo ours,
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Hey, dolo wanderer
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Where art thou cast us?
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He was already more than one forest,
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Many went rivers.
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But the most beautiful,
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but the most beautiful
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It is our bank of the Vistula.
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Bloody Vistula shore ...
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How is tired, hurt,
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Grief gripped our hearts,
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Wisło, our Wisło
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In the German captivity.
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Beautiful is the Vistula River shore,
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Oki is a beautiful shore.
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As Ułańska charge,
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From the Vistula to Gdansk
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We go, we come!
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