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From the nest that's stood the test of time,
where there's as many wounds as there's many of us,
he rose into the sky like the White Eagle,
enthralled by the glow of the stars

Like a creek flowing down from the hills
bringing water to the thirsty fields,
he guides us with his word to the City,
where the choir of angels sings

Fly, music, to the Heavenly Land
Tell God that we praise Him for that

He breathed the Spirit into the torn sails
In the days of misery he took us under protection
His fatherland like a fragile husk
he pushed out onto the wide waters

Realizing our hunger for freedom,
with God's might he did the miracle
Dry-shod through the Red Sea
he led the Polish people

Fly, music, to the Heavenly Land
Tell God that we praise Him for that

Cuddling the gift of life in his arms,
with his speech he effused the Truth's charm
He would come across as a perky shepherd,
watching his flock in the mountain fields

Fly, music, to the Heavenly Land
Tell God that we praise Him for that

Days fade like the white smoke,
that had risen above Rome years ago
Even though the river of time runs ahead,
he is with us and we are with him

Fly, music, to the Heavenly Land
Tell God that we praise Him for that