White roses were blossoming
Come back, Jasieńek, from this war
Come back, kiss like in the old days
I will give you a rose, the most beautiful flower
Come back, kiss like in the old days
I will give you a rose, the most beautiful flower

I put you in a fight
White rose on your rifle
Before you left, my litter, hence
Before the threshold crossed, the flower on the ground withered
Before you left, my litter, hence
Before the threshold crossed, the flower on the ground withered

Above the steppe, an impervious fog
The wind in the storms is quietly sobbing
Winter came, the rose flower fell
He went into the world of Jasieńko, a trace died behind him
Winter came, the rose flower fell
He went into the world of Jasieńko, a trace died behind him

Buds of white roses have already faded
Over summer fall winter already
What am I going to give you now, Jasieńku, hey
When you come back to your girlfriend from war
What am I going to give you now, Jasieńku, hey
When you come back to your girlfriend from war

Hey, uhlan girl fell in battle
Though you gave him a white rose flower
Was your hand dishonest?
Or maybe your heart has gone out
Was your hand dishonest?
Or maybe your heart has gone out

A cold wind blows in an empty field
Your Jasieńko won't come back, no
Cruel death collects bloody booty
They buried your son in a dark grave
Cruel death collects bloody booty
They buried your son in a dark grave

You don't need anything anymore
Because buds of white roses bloom to him
Under the canyon, where he fell in war
A flower rose on the grave of a white rose
Under the canyon, where he fell in war
A flower rose on the grave of a white rose

Don't despair, I like the girl, no
He will not feel bad in Polish soil
The effort and drudgery will be counted
Your beloved has fallen for his country
The effort and drudgery will be counted
Your beloved has fallen for his country