Rokiczanka - Polskie Kwiaty

A foreign wind sings for you
A beautiful world enchants you
And your heart is longing...

Because somewhere far away from here
A family home is left behind
The most beautiful place of all...

Flowers have just bloomed there
Daisies, violets, marigolds and red poppies
Beneath the Polish skies, in the middle of nowhere
Grew flowers of fatherland...
There is Poland in their beauty and smell

To do it again
To see native forests
Fields and meadows...

And to bring to motherly hands
Blossomed buds
Straight from the green meadows...

Because Polish flowers are the most beautiful
Daisies, violets, marigolds and red poppies
Beneath the Polish skies, in the middle of nowhere
Grew flowers of fatherland...
There is Poland in their beauty and smell

A foreign wind sings for you
A wandering fate chases you
Somewhere in the world...

Take with you to the wide world
From your native lands
A little bouquet

Take along with this song a bouquet of flowers
Of daisies, violets, marigolds and red poppies
Beneath the Polish skies, in the middle of nowhere
Grew flowers of fatherland...
There is Poland in their beauty and smell