Kazik - Polska płonie

What a mess, what a disaster
it's a punishment for our sins, God doesn't love us anymore
now God loves the Germans, they have more money
even though they lost the war, we live in misery

what a downfall, what a muck
it's a punishment for our faults, all our toil is in vain
our regrets are futile, united in lament
what a fate, wipe your eyes and nose!

Poland is burning! Poland is burning!
Poland is burning from the sea to the Tatras
and I'm standing on the balcony watching Poland burn
the wind blows, the fiery wind blows!
Poland is burning! From the Baltic to the Tatras!

Awakened too high with a festering eye
all our hard work in vain, scoundrels steal jobs
what bad luck, it's our bad luck for the sins!
He doesn't love us at all, save us, general!

Poland is burning! Poland is burning!
Poland is burning from the sea to the Tatras
and I'm standing on the balcony watching Poland burn
the wind blows, the fiery wind blows...
Poland is burning! From the Baltic to the Tatras!

The hot air doesn't allow breathing
every thought burns, knocks everyone off their feet
what a mess, another disaster
it's a punishment for our pride, God doesn't love us anymore!

Poland is burning! Poland is burning!
Poland is burning from the sea to the Tatras
and I'm standing on the balcony watching Poland burn
the wind blows, the fiery wind blows...
And Poland is burning! From the Baltic to the Tatras!

Poland is burning! Poland is burning!
Poland is burning from the sea to the Tatras
and I'm standing on the balcony watching Poland burn
the wind blows, the fiery wind blows...
Poland is burning! From the Baltic to the Tatras!
Poland is burning! From the Baltic to the Tatras!
From the Baltic to the Tatras! From the Baltic to the Tatras!