Translation:To Władysław Zwierkowski and Filip Kahane
Appearance
Oh, you! with one arm,
Having lost second among combat,
They did not stay in peace,
But, as an eagle tribe
Suitable – with one hand in combat
Going! I send you the song,
Like a farewell tear!...
No matter how low, tiny,
But, once, once, maybe also it,
Like a seed by gales spread,
Will see in homeland a merrier time;
Let then it will remind: you,
Who you went with one hand in combat!
Calling: God look! Tzar halt!...
When second hand from the ground jutted
And » look « for lightning to God called.