Sława Przybylska - Wybaczcie piechocie

Forgive the infantry
That it's so unreasonable, sometimes breathless
We're always marching
When spring goes wild with lilacs over the land
How long can this last?
Wilderness, wetlands, mud, and sand
And the roadside willow
Like a pale sister remains in tears
And the roadside willow
Like a pale sister remains in tears

Don't trust the weather
When three-day rains drape among the trees
Don't trust the infantry
When courage and anger fuel the battle song
Don't believe, don't believe
When nightingales sing with all their might in the orchards
You don't yet know
What fate holds for each and who will live
You don't yet know
What fate holds for each and who will live

You taught, homeland
That one must know how to live and hear your voice...
My boy, my man
Still, your fate is not so bad
We're always marching
And only this wakes us from sleep
Why in the march
When spring goes wild with lilacs over the land?
Why in retreat
When spring goes wild with lilacs over the land?