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As the Polish workers fight to make their stand
And behind them every honest working man
In unity there's each other
And your friend becomes your brother
And in the tyrant's heart will be a lesson learned
I know your hearts are made of a further kind
And a riot stick won't kill your piece of mind
You can fight with all the spirit that you posses
Because your fight is a struggle that is blessed
Give them hope, give them strength, give them life
Like a candle burning in the black of night
We are with you in our hearts and in our minds
And we'll pray for our nation through its darkest times
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The tyrant has no smile upon his face
'Cause he knows that in his mind he's in disgrace
The religion of union will take his breath away
Our time will come and we will have our day
As the Polish workers fight to make their stand
And behind them every honest working man
Join hands with your brother
And then you can help each other
Watch the tyrant burn in the fire that they have built
Give them hope, give them strength, give them life
Like a candle burning in the black of night
We are with you in our hearts and in our minds
And we'll pray for our nation through its darkest times
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