Editing Poland Is Not Yet Lost (section)

===Original text by Józef Wybicki===
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! Polish original<ref name=kuczyn/><br /><small>(original spelling)</small>
! IPA transcription{{efn|name=IPA}}
! English translation
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|<poem>{{lang|pl|italic=no|'''I'''
Jeszcze Polska nie umarła,
Kiedy my żyjemy
Co nam obca moc wydarła,
Szablą odbijemy.

{{small|'''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.

{{yesitalic|{{small|'''Refren'''}}}}

'''III'''
Jak Czarniecki do Poznania
Wracał się przez morze
Dla ojczyzny ratowania
Po szwedzkim rozbiorze.

{{yesitalic|{{small|'''Refren'''}}}}

'''IV'''
Niemiec, Moskal nie osiędzie,
Gdy jąwszy pałasza,
Hasłem wszystkich zgoda będzie
I ojczyzna nasza

{{yesitalic|{{small|'''Refren'''}}}}

'''V'''
Już tam ojciec do swej Basi
Mówi zapłakany
Słuchaj jeno, pono nasi
Biją w tarabany.

{{yesitalic|{{small|'''Refren'''}}}}

'''VI'''
Na to wszystkich jedne głosy
Dosyć tej niewoli
Mamy racławickie kosy
Kościuszkę Bóg pozwoli.

{{yesitalic|{{small|'''Refren'''}}}}}}</poem>
|<poem>'''I'''
[ˈjɛ.ʂt͡ʂɛ ˈpɔl.ska ɲɛ‿zɡʲi.ˈnɛ.wa]
[ˈkʲjɛ.dɨ mɨ ʐɨ.ˈjɛ.mɨ {{!}}]
[t͡sɔ nam ˈɔp.t͡sa ˈpʂɛ.mɔd͡z‿ˈvʑɛ.wa]
[ˈʂa.blɔ̃ ˈɔd.bʲjɛ.ʐɛ.mɨ ‖]

{{small|'''[ˈrɛ.frɛn]'''}}
𝄆 [marʂ marʐ‿dɔm.ˈbrɔf.skʲi {{!}}]
[dɔ ˈpɔl.skʲi‿z ˈʑɛ.mʲi‿ˈvwɔ.skʲi ‖]
[za‿ˈtfɔ.im pʂɛ.ˈvɔ.dɛm {{!}}]
[ˈzwɔn.t͡ʂɨm ɕɛ‿z‿na.ˈrɔ.dɛm ‖] 𝄇

'''II'''
[ˈpʂɛj.d͡ʑɛɱ‿ˈvʲi.swɛ ˈpʂɛj.d͡ʑɛɱ‿ˈvar.tɛ]
[ˈbɛɲ.d͡ʑɛm pɔ.la.ˈka.mʲi {{!}}]
[daw nam ˈpʂɨ.kwad‿bɔ.na.ˈpar.tɛ]
[jag‿zvɨ.ˈt͡ɕɛw̃.ʐat͡ɕ ˈma.mɨ ‖]

{{small|'''[ˈrɛ.frɛn]'''}}

'''III'''
[jak t͡ʂar.ˈɲɛt͡s.kʲi dɔ pɔ.ˈzna.ɲa]
[pɔ‿ˈʂfɛt͡s.kʲim za.ˈbɔ.ʐɛ {{!}}]
[dla ɔj.ˈt͡ʂɨ.znɨ ra.tɔ.ˈva.ɲa]
[ˈvru.t͡ɕim ɕɛ‿pʂɛz‿ˈmɔ.ʐɛ ‖]

{{small|'''[ˈrɛ.frɛn]'''}}

'''IV'''
[ˈɲɛ.mʲɛt͡s ˈmɔ.skal ɲɛ ɔ.ˈɕɛɲ.d͡ʑɛ]
[gdɨ ˈjɔɱ.fʂɨ pa.ˈwa.ʂa {{!}}]
[ˈxa.swɛɱ‿ˈfʂɨst.kʲiɣ‿ˈzgɔ.da ˈbɛɲ.d͡ʑɛ]
[i ɔj.ˈt͡ʂɨ.zna ˈna.ʂa ǁ]

{{small|'''[ˈrɛ.frɛn]'''}}

'''V'''
[juʂ‿tam ˈɔj.t͡ɕɛd͡z‿dɔ‿sfɛj ˈba.ɕi]
[ˈmu.vʲi za.pwa.ˈka.nɨ {{!}}]
[ˈswu.xaj ˈjɛ.nɔ ˈpɔ.nɔ ˈna.ɕi]
[ˈbʲi.jɔw̃‿f‿ta.ra.ˈba.nɨ ‖]

{{small|'''[ˈrɛ.frɛn]'''}}

'''VI'''
[na tɔ‿ˈfʂɨst.kʲix ˈjɛ.dnɛ ˈgwɔ.sɨ]
[ˈdɔ.sɨt͡ɕ tɛj ɲɛ.ˈvɔ.lʲi {{!}}]
[ˈma.mɨ ra.t͡swa.ˈvʲit͡s.kʲjɛ ˈkɔ.sɨ]
[kɔ.ˈɕt͡ɕu.ʂkɛ̃ buk‿pɔ.ˈzvɔ.lʲi ǁ]

{{small|'''[ˈrɛ.frɛn]'''}}</poem>
|<poem>'''I'''
Poland has not yet succumbed.
As long as we remain,
What the foe by force has seized,
Sword in hand we'll gain.

{{small|'''Chorus:'''}}
𝄆 March! March, Dombrowski!
March from Italy to Poland!
Under your command
We shall reach our land. 𝄇

'''II'''
Cross the Vistula and Warta
And Poles we shall be;
We've been shown by Bonaparte
Ways to victory.

{{yesitalic|{{small|'''Chorus'''}}}}

'''III'''
As Czarniecki Poznan town regains,
Fighting with the Swede,
To free our fatherland from chains.
We shall return by sea.

{{yesitalic|{{small|'''Chorus'''}}}}

'''IV'''
The German nor the Muscovite will settle
When, with a backsword in hand,
"Concord" be everyone's watchword
And so be our fatherland.

{{yesitalic|{{small|'''Chorus'''}}}}

'''V'''
And the father to Basia,
Then says and crying:
"Listen to that, it's our boys
playing the drums!"

{{yesitalic|{{small|'''Chorus'''}}}}

'''VI'''
All exclaim in unison,
"Enough of this captivity!"
We've got the [[War scythe|scythes]] of [[Battle of Racławice|Racławice]],
[[Tadeusz Kościuszko|Kościuszko]], if God wills.

{{yesitalic|{{small|'''Chorus'''}}}}</poem>
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