Józef Szczepański

"We are waiting for you, the Red Plague To save us from the Black Course To be our salvation Before tearing our homeland into parts We are waiting for you The power of crowd brutished under your cruel rule We are waiting for you to crush us with your foot of mass of ideas and domination We are waiting for you, an eternal enemy You bloody murder of many our brothers We are waiting for you not to take revenge But to welcome you with bread on threshold We are waiting for you but you're still delaying You are afraid of us and we know about it You want us to be cut down on the ruins of Warsaw You are awaiting our extermination. But know that from our tombs The new victorious Poland will arise And you, red ruler of the enraged mob, will not strut on this land"