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.

Give them hope, give them strength and 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 a nation through its darkest times.

I woe that 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 obsess
Because your fight is a struggle (at its best?).

Give them hope, give them strength and 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 a nation through its darkest times.

The tyrant has no smile upon his face
Because he knows that in his mind he's in disgrace.
The religion of union will take his breathe away
Our turn will come and we will have our day.

Give them hope, give them strength and 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 a nation through its darkest times.