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Many years have passed
Many storms have raged
But elderberries bloomed still
And wind was singing among birches
We marched through the woods
When hateful dawn have risen
Forest welcomed us, the cursed
And many of us still sleep among it
You mocked us
You didn't give a damn about our efforts
But we were still, tirelessly,
Carried by honour into battle
You laughed straight in the face
Of those, whose hearts were pure
But flame didn't stop burning
It still burns in us
And when I will die, and the world forgets me
Bury me in this soil, that drank the blood for so many years
Upon my grave there will grow a birch
A lonely one among the fields
And she will tell the winds
About the soldier that lies beneath her
You mock us today
You don't give a damn about our efforts
You have no idea, what was the honour
That led us to battle
You laugh straight into face
Of those, whose hearts are pure
But flame is still burning
Burning inside us
Years are passing
Storms are still raging
But elderberries still bloom
And wind sings among birches
Forests dream of us now
When the new dawn rises
And only woods remember
Who is sleeping among them
credits
from Rogate Czapki, Rogate Serca,
released September 26, 2012
Janek - vocals, lyrics, guitars, bass
Jarosław - accordion
Uniewit - recording, master, mix
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