Lyrics

SHALL I SING TO YOU OF WARSAW,
BORN SO VERY LONG AGO?
OF TWO LEGENDARY LOVERS,
SO FORLORN, UPON THE VISTULA?
WHEN I SING TO YOU OF WARSAW,
A MELODY FOR ALL TO HEAR,
THOUGH I ROAM,
HER ARMS STILL HOLD ME WARM AND DEAR.

ONCE I HAD A HOME SOMEWHERE,
CASTLE ON A HILL, SO HIGH, SO RARE.
LOVE DID THRIVE, FAITH ABOUND,
ALL WHO VENTURED IN WERE SAFE THERE.

THEN ONE DAY, A STONE WAS TURNED,
WHAT TOOK MANY YEARS TO BUILD WAS BURNED. LOVE SURVIVED UNDERGROUND,
THERE WILL I BEGIN MY SOJOURN.

SHALL I SING TO YOU OF WARSAW,
BORN SO VERY LONG AGO?
OF TWO LEGENDARY LOVERS,
SO FORLORN, UPON THE VISTULA?
WHEN I SING TO YOU OF WARSAW,
A MELODY FOR ALL TO HEAR,
THOUGH I ROAM,
HER ARMS STILL HOLD ME WARM AND DEAR.