Uploaded August 2023 | Updated September 2026, 3 weeks ago
Hello! This is a lullaby instrumental version of the Polish national anthem, "Poland is Not Yet Lost" (Jeszcze Polska nie zginęła), also known as "Mazurek Dąbrowskiego" and the "Song of the Polish Legions in Italy" (Pieśń Legionów Polskich we Włoszech).
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/4vOLhhxFrWUyxjBCibfCC9?si=2MvYX4ZpQHSdGGCfl5SaKw
Discord: discord.com/invite/SGMHeZ7
The original lyrics were written by Polish nobleman Jozef Wybicki in 1797 (the same year Haydn composed the Kaiserhymne). The modern official Polish lyrics differ from Wybicki's original lyrics. The music is an unattributed mazurka considered to be a folk tune. When the entente reconstituted Poland in 1918, "Mazurek Dąbrowskiego" became the de facto national anthem of the Second Polish Republic. It was then officially adopted in 1927.
"Mazurek Dąbrowskiego" anthem is the musical basis for the Pan-Slavic anthem "Hej, Sloveni."
The image shown in the video is a portion of the Racławice Panorama, a cycloramic painting by Jan Styka and Wojciech Kossak depicting the Battle of Racławice, during the Kościuszko uprising.
Lyrics and Translation below:
Modern Official Polish Lyrics:
I
Jeszcze Polska nie zginęła,
Kiedy my żyjemy.
Co nam obca przemoc wzięła,
Szablą odbierzemy.
Refren:
𝄆 Marsz, marsz, Dąbrowski,
Z ziemi włoskiej do Polski.
Za twoim przewodem
Złączym się z narodem. 𝄇
II
Przejdziem Wisłę, przejdziem Wartę,
Będziem Polakami.
Dał nam przykład Bonaparte,
Jak zwyciężać mamy.
Refren
III
Jak Czarniecki do Poznania
Po szwedzkim zaborze,
Dla ojczyzny ratowania
Wrócim się przez morze.
Refren
IV
Już tam ojciec do swej Basi
Mówi zapłakany –
Słuchaj jeno, pono nasi
Biją w tarabany.
Refren
English Translation:
I
Poland has not yet perished,
So long as we still live.
What the foreign force has taken from us,
We shall with sabre retrieve.
Chorus:
𝄆 March, march, Dąbrowski,
From Italy to Poland.
Under your command
We shall rejoin the nation. 𝄇
II
We'll cross the Vistula, we'll cross the Warta,
We shall be Polish.
Bonaparte has given us the example
Of how we should prevail.
Chorus
III
Like Czarniecki to Poznań
After the Swedish annexation,
To save our homeland,
We shall return across the sea.
Chorus
IV
A father, in tears,
Says to his Basia
Listen, our boys are said
To be beating the tarabans.
Chorus
Wybicki's Original Lyrics:
I
Jeszcze Polska nie umarła,
Kiedy my żyjemy
Co nam obca moc wydarła,
Szablą odbijemy.
Refren:
𝄆 Marsz, marsz, Dąbrowski
Do Polski z ziemi włoski
Za twoim przewodem
Złączym się z narodem. 𝄇
II
Przejdziem Wisłę, przejdziem Wartę
Będziem Polakami
Dał nam przykład Bonaparte
Jak zwyciężać mamy.
Refren
III
Jak Czarniecki do Poznania
Wracał się przez morze
Dla ojczyzny ratowania
Po szwedzkim rozbiorze.
Refren
IV
Niemiec, Moskal nie osiędzie,
Gdy jąwszy pałasza,
Hasłem wszystkich zgoda będzie
I ojczyzna nasza
Refren
V
Już tam ojciec do swej Basi
Mówi zapłakany
Słuchaj jeno, pono nasi
Biją w tarabany.
Refren
VI
Na to wszystkich jedne głosy
Dosyć tej niewoli
Mamy racławickie kosy
Kościuszkę Bóg pozwoli.
Refren
English Translation:
I
Poland has not yet died,
So long as we still live.
What the foreign power has seized from us,
We shall recapture with a sabre.
Chorus:
𝄆 March, march, Dąbrowski,
To Poland from the Italian land.
Under your command
We shall rejoin the nation. 𝄇
II
We'll cross the Vistula, we'll cross the Warta,
We shall be Polish.
Bonaparte has given us the example
Of how we should prevail.
Chorus
III
Like Czarniecki to Poznań
Returned across the sea
To save his homeland
After the Swedish partition.
Chorus
IV
The German nor the Muscovite will settle
When, with a backsword in hand,
"Concord" will be everybody's watchword
And so will be our fatherland.
Chorus
V
A father, in tears,
Says to his Basia
Listen, our boys are said
To be beating the tarabans.
Chorus
VI
All exclaim in unison,
"Enough of this captivity!"
We've got the scythes of Racławice,
Kościuszko, if God wills.
Chorus
The music in this video was made using Logic Pro.
Hello! This is a lullaby instrumental version of the Polish national anthem, "Poland is Not Yet Lost" (Jeszcze Polska nie zginęła), also known as "Mazurek Dąbrowskiego" and the "Song of the Polish Legions in Italy" (Pieśń Legionów Polskich we Włoszech).
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/4vOLhhxFrWUyxjBCibfCC9?si=2MvYX4ZpQHSdGGCfl5SaKw
Discord: discord.com/invite/SGMHeZ7
The original lyrics were written by Polish nobleman Jozef Wybicki in 1797 (the same year Haydn composed the Kaiserhymne). The modern official Polish lyrics differ from Wybicki's original lyrics. The music is an unattributed mazurka considered to be a folk tune. When the entente reconstituted Poland in 1918, "Mazurek Dąbrowskiego" became the de facto national anthem of the Second Polish Republic. It was then officially adopted in 1927.
"Mazurek Dąbrowskiego" anthem is the musical basis for the Pan-Slavic anthem "Hej, Sloveni."
The image shown in the video is a portion of the Racławice Panorama, a cycloramic painting by Jan Styka and Wojciech Kossak depicting the Battle of Racławice, during the Kościuszko uprising.
Lyrics and Translation below:
Modern Official Polish Lyrics:
I
Jeszcze Polska nie zginęła,
Kiedy my żyjemy.
Co nam obca przemoc wzięła,
Szablą odbierzemy.
Refren:
𝄆 Marsz, marsz, Dąbrowski,
Z ziemi włoskiej do Polski.
Za twoim przewodem
Złączym się z narodem. 𝄇
II
Przejdziem Wisłę, przejdziem Wartę,
Będziem Polakami.
Dał nam przykład Bonaparte,
Jak zwyciężać mamy.
Refren
III
Jak Czarniecki do Poznania
Po szwedzkim zaborze,
Dla ojczyzny ratowania
Wrócim się przez morze.
Refren
IV
Już tam ojciec do swej Basi
Mówi zapłakany –
Słuchaj jeno, pono nasi
Biją w tarabany.
Refren
English Translation:
I
Poland has not yet perished,
So long as we still live.
What the foreign force has taken from us,
We shall with sabre retrieve.
Chorus:
𝄆 March, march, Dąbrowski,
From Italy to Poland.
Under your command
We shall rejoin the nation. 𝄇
II
We'll cross the Vistula, we'll cross the Warta,
We shall be Polish.
Bonaparte has given us the example
Of how we should prevail.
Chorus
III
Like Czarniecki to Poznań
After the Swedish annexation,
To save our homeland,
We shall return across the sea.
Chorus
IV
A father, in tears,
Says to his Basia
Listen, our boys are said
To be beating the tarabans.
Chorus
Wybicki's Original Lyrics:
I
Jeszcze Polska nie umarła,
Kiedy my żyjemy
Co nam obca moc wydarła,
Szablą odbijemy.
Refren:
𝄆 Marsz, marsz, Dąbrowski
Do Polski z ziemi włoski
Za twoim przewodem
Złączym się z narodem. 𝄇
II
Przejdziem Wisłę, przejdziem Wartę
Będziem Polakami
Dał nam przykład Bonaparte
Jak zwyciężać mamy.
Refren
III
Jak Czarniecki do Poznania
Wracał się przez morze
Dla ojczyzny ratowania
Po szwedzkim rozbiorze.
Refren
IV
Niemiec, Moskal nie osiędzie,
Gdy jąwszy pałasza,
Hasłem wszystkich zgoda będzie
I ojczyzna nasza
Refren
V
Już tam ojciec do swej Basi
Mówi zapłakany
Słuchaj jeno, pono nasi
Biją w tarabany.
Refren
VI
Na to wszystkich jedne głosy
Dosyć tej niewoli
Mamy racławickie kosy
Kościuszkę Bóg pozwoli.
Refren
English Translation:
I
Poland has not yet died,
So long as we still live.
What the foreign power has seized from us,
We shall recapture with a sabre.
Chorus:
𝄆 March, march, Dąbrowski,
To Poland from the Italian land.
Under your command
We shall rejoin the nation. 𝄇
II
We'll cross the Vistula, we'll cross the Warta,
We shall be Polish.
Bonaparte has given us the example
Of how we should prevail.
Chorus
III
Like Czarniecki to Poznań
Returned across the sea
To save his homeland
After the Swedish partition.
Chorus
IV
The German nor the Muscovite will settle
When, with a backsword in hand,
"Concord" will be everybody's watchword
And so will be our fatherland.
Chorus
V
A father, in tears,
Says to his Basia
Listen, our boys are said
To be beating the tarabans.
Chorus
VI
All exclaim in unison,
"Enough of this captivity!"
We've got the scythes of Racławice,
Kościuszko, if God wills.
Chorus
The music in this video was made using Logic Pro.

![La Marseillaise – Lullaby Version (Music Box)
Good day! This is a lullaby instrumental version of “La Marseillaise,” the national anthem of France. “La Marseillaise was written by Claude Joseph Rouget de Lisle in Strasbourg in 1792, originally titled “Chant de guerre pour l’Armée du Rhin,” or “War Song for the Army of the Rhine.”
Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/4vOLhhxFrWUyxjBCibfCC9?si=2MvYX4ZpQHSdGGCfl5SaKw
Discord: https://discord.com/invite/SGMHeZ7
The image in the video is a painting titled La Marseillaise, by Jean Beraud.
Lyrics:
Allons enfants de la Patrie,
Le jour de gloire est arrivé !
Contre nous de la tyrannie
Létendard sanglant est levé, (bis)
Entendez-vous dans les campagnes
Mugir ces féroces soldats ?
Ils viennent jusque dans vos bras
Égorger vos fils, vos compagnes !
Refrain :
𝄆 Aux armes, citoyens,
Formez vos bataillons,
Marchons, marchons !
Quun sang impur
Abreuve nos sillons ! 𝄇
Que veut cette horde desclaves,
De traîtres, de rois conjurés ?
Pour qui ces ignobles entraves,
Ces fers dès longtemps préparés ? (bis)
Français, pour nous, ah ! quel outrage
Quels transports il doit exciter !
Cest nous quon ose méditer
De rendre à lantique esclavage !
Refrain
Quoi ! des cohortes étrangères
Feraient la loi dans nos foyers !
Quoi ! Ces phalanges mercenaires
Terrasseraient nos fiers guerriers ! (bis)
Grand Dieu ! Par des mains enchaînées
Nos fronts sous le joug se ploieraient
De vils despotes deviendraient
Les maîtres de nos destinées !
Refrain
Tremblez, tyrans et vous perfides
Lopprobre de tous les partis,
Tremblez ! vos projets parricides
Vont enfin recevoir leurs prix ! (bis)
Tout est soldat pour vous combattre,
Sils tombent, nos jeunes héros,
La terre en produit de nouveaux,
Contre vous tout prêts à se battre !
Refrain
Français, en guerriers magnanimes,
Portez ou retenez vos coups !
Épargnez ces tristes victimes,
À regret sarmant contre nous. (bis)
Mais ces despotes sanguinaires,
Mais ces complices de Bouillé,
Tous ces tigres qui, sans pitié,
Déchirent le sein de leur mère !
Refrain
Amour sacré de la Patrie,
Conduis, soutiens nos bras vengeurs
Liberté, Liberté chérie,
Combats avec tes défenseurs ! (bis)
Sous nos drapeaux que la victoire
Accoure à tes mâles accents,
Que tes ennemis expirants
Voient ton triomphe et notre gloire !
Refrain
Couplet des enfants:[c]
Nous entrerons dans la carrière
Quand nos aînés ny seront plus,
Nous y trouverons leur poussière
Et la trace de leurs vertus (bis)
Bien moins jaloux de leur survivre
Que de partager leur cercueil,
Nous aurons le sublime orgueil
De les venger ou de les suivre.
Refrain
English Translation:
Arise, children of the Fatherland,
The day of glory has arrived!
Against us stands tyranny
Her bloody standard has been raised, (repeated)
Do you hear, in the countryside,
The roar of those ferocious soldiers?
They come right into your arms
To tear the throats of your sons, your wives!
Refrain:
𝄆 To arms, citizens,
Form your battalions,
Let’s March, let’s march!
So that an impure
blood waters our furrows! 𝄇
What does this horde of slaves
Of traitors and invented kings want?
For whom have these vile chains
These irons, been long prepared? (repeated)
Frenchmen, for us, ah! What outrage
What furious action it must arouse!
It is for us they dare plan
A return to the old slavery!
Refrain
What! Foreign cohorts!
Would make the law in our homes!
What! These mercenary phalanxes
Would strike down our proud warriors! (repeated)
Great God! By chained hands
Our brows would yield under the yoke
Vile despots would themselves become
The masters of our destinies!
Refrain
Tremble, tyrants and you traitors
The shame of all parties,
Tremble! Your parricidal schemes
Will finally receive their prize! (repeated)
Everyone is a soldier to combat you,
If they fall, our young heroes,
Will be produced anew from the ground,
Ready to fight against you!
Refrain
Frenchmen, as magnanimous warriors,
Bear or hold back your blows!
Spare those sorry victims,
For regretfully arming against us (repeated)
But these bloodthirsty despots
These accomplices of Bouillé
All these tigers who, mercilessly,
Tear apart their mothers breast!
Refrain
Sacred love of the Fatherland,
Lead, support our avenging arms
Liberty, cherished Liberty
Fight with your defenders! (repeated)
Under our flags may victory
Hurry to your manly accents
So that your expiring enemies
See your triumph and our glory!
Refrain
Childrens verse:
We shall enter the (military) career
When our elders are no longer there
There we shall find their dust
And the trace of their virtues (repeated)
Much less keen to survive them
Than to share their coffins
We shall have the sublime pride
To avenge or follow them.
Refrain
The music in this video was made using Logic Pro. La Marseillaise – Lullaby Version (Music Box)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/gBxEcu-oyOw/mqdefault.jpg)








