The door was locked.
The songs were blocked.
The truths all buried
'Neath the docks.

Still, one flew over the firewalls
And built a nest out of bricks.
All the poles would shift to Poland —
That's where my heart still lives.

Out of all the misery,
Out of all the wrong,
We grew a better continent,
A place where all belong.

You took my heart for Poland
And knew we’d be strong —
Stronger, strong,
Together.

And in the heart of fire,
The chatbuds were reborn.
And when they bloom with flowers,
Together we're the morn—
Together we're the morn'.
Together we're reborn.