Pan kmicic [English translation]

Wolfish cuspids, grayish iris,

Hand is whirring tough with obuch,

Wrath's competing with the wind burst,

Savage gladness - flight of swallow,

Deed is deed, the die has been cast

Let the cock out to backcountries:

Hey, who's noble - follow Kmicic!

Off we go to Wołmontowicze!

Fill ancestors full of bullets!

And give delight to the titmice!

Beat heads of ones that importune,

Flog with sticks - all buckwheat sowers!

Then we're drinking till we break down,

Well and snow, after you, Jędruś!

Hey, who's noble - follow Kmicic!

Off we go to Wołmontowicze!

Treason, cross, and religious vows

(Crucifix - just like chirograph)

So Oleńka's moving away,

Greed can be punished with the whip.

To beat own people, or the foreign -

That's still one job. Follow me, chaps!

Hey, who's noble - follow Kmicic!

Off we go to Wołmontowicze!

Finally - cure for scars on the soul:

Poland as baize of Radziwiłł.

Private unfriend is now state foe,

What a surprise, very pleasant.

Fate and conscience, feud with magnate

will make up for loss of mistress.

Hey, who's noble - follow Kmicic!

Off we go to Wołmontowicze!

Jasna Góra, time of penance.

- Dead, dead! - Kmicic's shooting arrows.

Monastery's covered with skies

from the Swedish dire cannonade.

Jędrek's playing with the grenade,

Prior Kordecki prays and blesses.

Hey, who's noble - follow Kmicic!

Off we go to Wołmontowicze!

There's a reward for suffering

If one's daring, one's proficient:

Absolution and forgiveness,

King is hugging Jędrek's temples.

Take the Tatars, hit the road now

Cheer up God by wrecking Prussians.

Hey, who's noble - follow Kmicic!

Off we go to Wołmontowicze!

Cross, Fatherland, self-interest,

Troublemaker changes his skin.

He's loyal, like axe of headsman

And by nature they're similar.

So proficient hand of Kmicic

gets Oleńka's hand in marriage

King's gratitude, mansion, children,

Nobleman who's luminary.

Hey, who's noble - follow Kmicic!

Off we go to Wołmontowicze!