Horytnica - Orlęta Warszawy

1. Eaglets wants to defend their nest, around the campfire swarm of platoons
At the service of the Fatherland, in Nation's songs, with thought of the duty they are going to the fight
Grey uniform and children's face, and in small hands is holding the weapon
The drums rolled, dense column, of little soldiers a footstep is resounding

2. When it passed the sadness after defeat of September through all days of occupation
They waited when they again can get order, the outbreak of an uprising called them
In the Old Town, in the heart of the capital city, amongst the ashes and fire their opposition lasted
They marched raising the banner, which become their shroud

3. Eaglets were dying one by one, look Mother Poland, there your son is sleeping
He fell asleep to never wake up, but he still dreams about independence
For it he gave his short life, about it he wrote his last letter
And in it he promised that Poland would be free, one by one, as the drop of blood

4. Thunder of artillery, a barricade is shuddering, an earthwork made of children's bodies
Nobody is answering after volleys, at least a last shot isn't fired
Eaglets lie one by one, opened eyes are looking still into the far distance
Whether they can see it came a time of liberation. Whether they can see their beloved country?

Reef:
Passer-by go and tell everyone "here children lie, brotherhood of eagle"
With their deed free, with their deed victorious, on the guard of immortal truths
Don't dare to disrupt Eaglets dreams, in ranks their lie hand by hand
Little soldiers of the great idea, Can you hear it? It's their regular step