Trio Gintrowski Kaczmarski Łapiński - Mury

He had youth and vision, they were a legion
He aided them with the song, singing of a nearing dawn.
They lit a thousand candles for him, smoke over their heads,
He sang that it was time for the wall to fall,
They sang together with him:

"Pull the bars from the walls!
Loose the chains, break the whip!
And the walls will fall, fall fall!
And will bury the old world!"

"Pull the bars from the walls!
Loose the chains, break the whip!
And the walls will fall, fall fall!
And will bury the old world!"

Soon they knew the song and melody by heart
Carried the old words, shivers of heart and heads.
So they sung, they clapped to the rhythm, sounding like gunshots,
And the chain was a burden, delayed was the dawn
And he still sung and played

"Pull the bars from the walls!
Loose the chains, break the whip!
And the walls will fall, fall fall!
And will bury the old world!"

"Pull the bars from the walls!
Loose the chains, break the whip!
And the walls will fall, fall fall!
And will bury the old world!"

And they saw their numbers, they felt the strength and the moment,
And with the song that the dawn is near, they marched into the streets;,
They destroyed the monuments and cried out — He is with us! He is against us!
Who's alone he is our worst enemy!
And the singer was also alone.

He looked at the steadily marching crowds,
In silence he listened to the thunder of their steps,
And the walls grew, grew, grew
The chain still dangling at their feet...

He looked at the steadily marching crowds,
In silence he listened to the thunder of their steps,
And the walls grew, grew, grew
The chain still dangling at their feet...