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42 lines
1.3 KiB
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Let us raise boldly our banner,
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Even though a storm of hostile elements is howling
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Even though sinister forces oppress us today,
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Even though everybody's tomorrow is uncertain.
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Oh, this is the banner of the whole mankind,
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The sacred call, the song of resurrection,
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It's the triumph of labor and justice,
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It's the dawn of the brotherhood of all peoples!
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Forward, Warsaw!
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To the bloody fight,
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Sacred and righteous!
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March, march, Warsaw!
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Today when the working people are starving,
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To indulge in luxury is a crime,
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And shame to those among us, who in our young age,
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Are afraid to mount the scaffold!
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Oh, we will never forget the deaths of those,
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Who gave their life for the cause,
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Because our victorious chant will make
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Their names honoured by millions of people!
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Forward, Warsaw!
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To the bloody fight,
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Sacred and righteous!
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March, march, Warsaw!
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Hurra! Let's tear down the crown of the tzars,
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While peoples are wearing the one of thorns.
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Let's drown the rotten thrones in blood,
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Thrones already stained purple with the people's blood!
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Ha! Frightful vengeance to today's tormentors,
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That suck the life out of millions of people.
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Ha! Vengeance to the tzars and plutocrats,
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And we'll harvest the crops of the future!
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Forward, Warsaw!
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To the bloody fight,
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Sacred and righteous!
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March, march, Warsaw!
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