Sztorm 68 - Sztorm 68

It's time to reveal the source of evil,
and call the facts by their names,
Expose the traitors' vile game
And send them all to Zion

Shrouded in the myth of Israel
They want to cook a reactionary roast here
They felt sweet smoke in their nostrils
The smell of dollars, foreign currencies

Storm 68!

It's not hard to guess
Who is starting new brawls here,
Who wants to divide the country in anarchy,
These are Stalinist gravediggers

We stand with you like a wall
We, comrade Mieczysław
It is the voice of plants, mines and steelworks
We will not allow mother earth to be harmed

Storm 68!

Zionist propaganda
Makes our youth confused
But let the students learn
And they don't cope on the streets

Their ringleaders will be identified by the people
And their bones will break
Pupils of the Babel Club
They will not muddy the Polish waters!!!