Our Great Polish School so dear,
Each Saturday calls us to gather here.
We hurry to it when the bell rings loud,
It’s “Little Poland” that makes us proud.
Here we uncover its past so grand,
Our fathers’ roots in this cherished land.
The famed Poles’ stories inspire our aim,
Among them, the Pope of worldwide fame.
Chorus:
Our Patron loved his homeland true,
And for her future, he worried too.
He is our model, our hope, our guide,
We love him deeply, with hearts open wide.
White and red fly our banner high,
With the Eagle crowned, it greets the sky.
Symbols of courage from days of old,
When our brave ancestors were strong and bold.
Beside the flag of America’s pride,
We honor Poland’s flag with hearts untied.
Oh, White Eagle, watch over our land,
With love for Poland, we always stand.
Chorus:
Our Patron loved his homeland true,
And for her future, he worried too.
He is our model, our hope, our guide,
We love him deeply, with hearts open wide.
Thirty years stands our school’s proud name,
Of John Paul II, with lasting fame.
Each day it’s lively, a cheerful scene,
Today it’s solemn, dressed for its sheen.
Many have gained here wisdom wide,
Of Poland’s glory and national pride.
Learning her story from far away,
Dreaming of Poland, come what may.
Chorus:
Our Patron loved his homeland true,
And for her future, he worried too.
He is our model, our hope, our guide,
We love him deeply, with hearts open wide.
Text: Dr. Kazimiera Skaluba (translated by ChatGPT)
Music: Mgr. R. Budzyn
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