Peace and freedom forever by

teresap651 — 2018-04-22 17:02:25 UTC

Soon Europe will celebrate. In Poland we always recollect the past.Rememberig the evil of war we hope for the good of peaceful life in a free society of the invincible.

ferhatkoklu42 — 2018-04-23 05:39:11 UTC

23 April Tukey

2018-05-12 21:04:41 UTC

hey there

2018-05-12 21:06:12 UTC

i read a lot about poland. i hope bad things never happen again. kohamce

2018-05-24 09:07:48 UTC

Patrycja from Poland Poland - it's such a land,
which begins in the heart.
Then it is close in mind,
in beautiful land on the Vistula.
We walk her paths,
we build, we defend.
Poland - Homeland ...
A land that begins in the heart. Author: Ryszard Przymus

2018-05-24 09:17:06 UTC

He wipes the flag when the wind breaks,
And on this flag, white and red,
Red is love,
White heart clean,
Our native colors are beautiful.                   Author:Czeslaw Janczarski

2018-05-24 09:21:33 UTC

"Your home"
Wanda Chotomska
It is in every word we say
and the words are the simplest -
bread, mum, guest house,
and Wisła and Mazowsze.

And he's in red poppies,
and in white cherry blossoms,
in the songs of all birds
and in all our thoughts.

In the Chopin mazurka,
and in the black coal of Silesia,
and here, where the heart speaks,
that this is Poland.

2018-05-24 09:24:14 UTC

Władysław Bełza "Who are you? Pole small."
Who are you?
Pole small.
What is your emblem?
White Eagle.

Where do you live?
Among relatives.

In which country?
In Polish land.

What is this soil?
I plant my crop in.

How did you get it?
Through blood and wound.

Do you love it?
I love honestly.

What do you believe in?
I believe in Poland.

Who are you for her?
Thankful child.
Whats your duty?
Sacrify life.

2018-05-24 09:37:58 UTC

God will let us once sit in Poland free,
From golden rye, from humming forests,
God will give, and a day will come
For silver plows of labor torment.

The stones are still hammered
And with a hard earth talks with a share,
And I'm exculpating all the stones
Sparks golden sheaf.

So when I watch spring in the evening
In fog covered with grays,
Someone in my heart is forging with an axe
My homeland.Jan Lechoń

2018-06-22 20:59:48 UTC

did you get your quality label for this project??