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Peoples of Lechia, long oppressed, rose up White horse announced the word of god's oracle To lead against burden of chistian onslaught Our tribe united with a tone of a warchant Enveloped in defeats' shade, the crosses fell The choir of triumphant horns roared nearer and nearer Autumn thaws covered the Earth To fulfill the enemy forces' fate Surrounded by the flame of vengeance A blow for a blow, death for death, Slavia! The wreath of glory ripped off by a treacherous hand And the proud change of history's course fell, Having led the brave to death or thrall, To the last battle, at the Rzekienica shore. The ages will pass, the ashes will wane In cold graves grey remains will cool Snow will fall, ice will cover the lakes, But the torches will carry once fired flames; Over the tree-tops, as a red glow They'll last in our hearts, as a bloodcoloured song