From the depths of history, from dark countries,
The primeval forest, fields and steppes,
Our pedigree, our beginning,
Hen, from Piast, Krak, Lech.
A long chain of human lives
Connected by simple thought.
Let Poland, make Poland,
Let Poland be Poland!
Let Poland, make Poland,
Let Poland be Poland!

Then when fate is unknown
He spread us through the corners,
When foreign winds played,
Foreign eagles on a pennant,
She exploded by the fires
Unwilling familiar note.
Let Poland, make Poland,
Let Poland be Poland!
Let Poland, make Poland,
Let Poland be Poland!

He dropped the student's portrait of the tsar,
Father Ściegienny raised his prayers,
He was in charge of Drzymała's car,
Proud poems were written by Norwid.
And who could keep the saber
This was formed by the legion, army.
Let Poland, make Poland,
Let Poland be Poland!
Let Poland, make Poland,
Let Poland be Poland!

Mothers, wives in dark rooms
They sewed on banners
The slogan: "Honor and Fatherland"
And faith was moving into the field.
And faith was moving in the field
From Chicago to Tobolsk.
Let Poland, make Poland,
Let Poland be Poland!
Let Poland, make Poland,
Let Poland be Poland!

Let Poland, make Poland,
Let Poland be Poland!
Let Poland, make Poland,
Let Poland be Poland!