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What are we now to do?
Our hated foes are feasting,
I want advice from you."

"Let them feast away,
It's fine for their health.

When the sun descends,
Old night her counsel lends;
The Cossacks'll catch them,
and all of their wealth."

The sun reclined beyond the hill
The stars shone out in silence still,
Around the Poles the Cossack host
Was gathering like a cloud;
So soon the moon stood in the sky
When roared the cannon loud.

Woke up the Polish lordlings,
To run they found no place.
Woke up the Polish lordlings,
The foe they could not face.
The sun beheld the Polish lordlings,
In heaps all o'er the place.
With red serpent on the water,
River Alta brings the word —
That black vultures after slaughter
May feast on many a Polish lord.

And now the vultures hasten
The mighty dead to waken.