Dabrowski's Mazurka

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

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.

Marsz, marsz, Dabrowski...

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

Marsz, marsz, Dabrowski... 

Juz tam ojciec do swej Basi, 
Mówi zaplakany:  
"Sluchaj jeno, pono nasi 
Bija w tarabany. 

Marsz, marsz, Dabrowski...





English translation :

Poland has not yet perished
So long as we live.
What foreign force has seized, 
We'll reclaim with sabre. 

March, march, Dabrowski, 
From Italy to Poland,
We shall follow you
To unite with our people. 

We'll cross the Wisla, we'll cross the Warta,
We shall be Poles,
Bonaparte has shown us the way — 
How to be victorious.

March, march, Dabrowski...

As Czarniecki to Poznan
After the Swedish invasion,
To save the country 
We will cross the sea.
  
March, march, Dabrowski... 
  
There father to his Basia
Speaks sparing a tear:
"Listen, now, can you hear ours 
"Beating the kettle-drums?"

March, march, Dabrowski... 


The original lyrics to Dabrowski's Mazurek, as written by Wybicki