Oka - Song of the Polish 1st Infantry Division

Details
Title | Oka - Song of the Polish 1st Infantry Division |
Author | Red Ant |
Duration | 3:04 |
File Format | MP3 / MP4 |
Original URL | https://youtube.com/watch?v=5dYIgSmfEJc |
Description
Music: Stefan Turski Lyrics: Leon Pasterniak Singer: Orkiestra Polskiego Radia 1943г.
A popular, nostalgia-filled military field song written by Leon Pasternak of the Polish 1st Tadeusz Kościuszko Infantry Division, which was founded near the Oka river in 1943. The song compares the river to the Vistula river in Poland. The unit fought all the way to Berlin in subordination to the Red Army.
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Lyrics (english+polish):
he forest is rustling around,
Is this a reality or a dream?
What reminds you
What reminds me of something
Is this a familiar sight?
Yellow Vistula sand,
Village straw roof.
Flows, flows Oka,
As wide as the Vistula,
As deep as the Vistula.
Hey, hey, the forest is rustling,
Where did you throw us?
Dolo, dola our,
Hey, lots of wanderers,
Where did you throw us?
There was already more than one forest,
We crossed many rivers.
But the most beautiful,
But the most beautiful
It is the shore of our Vistula.
The bloody bank of the Vistula...
How tiring and painful it is,
Our hearts are filled with sadness,
Wisło, our Wisło
In German captivity.
The bank of the Vistula River is beautiful,
The Oki shore is beautiful.
Like an uhlan charge,
From Vistula to Gdańsk
Let's go, we'll get there!
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Szumi dokoła las,
Czy to jawa, czy sen ?
Co ci przypomina,
Co co przypomina
Widok znajomy ten ?
Żółty wiślany piach,
Wioski słomiany dach.
Płynie, płynie Oka,
Jak Wisła szeroka,
Jak Wisła głęboka.
Szumi, hej, szumi las,
Gdzieżeś rzuciła nas ?
Dolo, dolo nasza,
Hej, dolo tułacza,
Gdzieżeś rzuciła nas ?
Był już niejeden las,
Wiele przeszliśmy rzek.
Ale najpiękniejszy,
Ale najpiękniejszy
Jest naszej Wisły brzeg.
Skrwawiony Wisły brzeg...
Jak to męczy, boli,
Żal nam serce ścisnął,
Wisło, nasza Wisło
W niemieckiej niewoli.
Piękny jest Wisły brzeg,
Piękny jest Oki brzeg.
Jak szarża ułańska,
Od Wisły do Gdańska
Pójdziemy, dojdziemy !