I'M NOT GONNA GET TO US.

It's not opposition but vile betrayal!

Under the blue flag of disguises and cowards

It is time for the National Court

Let the rats flee the storm's trailer

Because she's on her way.

From Turnov and the Elbe of Minsk and Kiev

Under the Berlin wire and Brussels liars

A knife in the back like he utilized to hide behind contempt

We don't have diplomacy today, but we request courage.

And courage in a time of bondage erstwhile they scare us again

We don't hang at the doorknob of those who are hostile today

They want to trample on the Fathers' religion and our pride

They're a bloody plow of the country's borders.

There's no healing around, and our memory hurts.

Where to make amends for German crimes

Where is the memory of Golgoth of the Ends and captivity?

And this enemy our eternal in the blood of the nation

Who sets our home on fire and deals with fate

Who throws stone for our shared bread

And vindictively he savors on Poles

No time for indifference and selfishness and pride

Each of the Poles is to be a barricade today

Before we are vindicted by this evil spirit

What a leprosy of conscience will be our betrayal