What comes to your mind when you think of the streets of Warsaw?
You\'d say beautiful architecture,
The Warsaw Fort,
The Vistula River,
Beautiful women,
And lush green spaces.
Those spaces that you see as green,
I see painted in Crimson.
That River that flows before you?
It served as our wall against Communism.
That fort that you find interest in,
Served as my capital\'s last bastion against the Third Reich.
Those women that you admire?
They were raised by the partisans who fought for every inch of this city,
Out of desperation.
Jeszcze Polska nie zginela,
Kiedy my zyjemy.
Co nam obca przemoc wziela,
Szabla odbierzemy.