Kompendium Sarmackie

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@dominikswiergul4009 4 күн бұрын

Serce

@dominikswiergul4009 4 күн бұрын

Serce

@lepszybiay5861 8 күн бұрын

Świetne. Dla mnie niedościgniony mistrz

@WhiteRaven1975 23 күн бұрын

Wciąż i zawsze. Z wami.

@andrzejskwarek3050 23 күн бұрын

Zamiatam czapką ziemię przed panem Jackiem

@Szymanka2020 2 ай бұрын

Pierwszy utworem wyśpiewanym przez Pana Kowalskiego, jaki uslyszałam było KAZANIE❤ Dalej je uwielbiam.

@Keczuppoland 2 ай бұрын

Piękne czasy Rzeczypospolitej 😓

@robertlemanowicz2838 2 ай бұрын

Niej żyje Polska ❤

@dariuszmajkadm 3 ай бұрын

I love it.

@dariuszmajkadm 5 ай бұрын

Nie no .Coś pięknego.

@dariuszmajkadm 5 ай бұрын

Czuję się po 3 kroć Polakiem, po wysłuchaniu tej pieśni.

@szyszekzsosny7798 6 ай бұрын

JesusMaria dobre to jest

@DzoCiast 6 ай бұрын

Panie Profesorze ogromny szacunek za Pana tworczosc wszystkiego co dobre szczere i piekne

@sarahwaldock3196 6 ай бұрын

One of the people who went into Moscow with the right idea....

@sumazdar 10 ай бұрын

Dziękuję

@crescitsubponderevirtus7617 11 ай бұрын

Dla czlowieka rycerskiego ....kto dzis wie co to znaczylo, byc rycerskim ?!!!!!!!!

@Ragnarr88 11 ай бұрын

Jakże dziś aktualna, tuż po wyborach....

@KompendiumSarmackie 8 ай бұрын

Bez żartów 😂

@maler8155 11 ай бұрын

Pozdrawiam serdecznie z północy Islandii z Akureyri 🇵🇱❤️🇵🇱

@krakuslechita7602 Жыл бұрын

Wieczna Chwała

@JanuszNowak-t2d Жыл бұрын

W swojej historii Najjaśniejszej Rzeczypospolitej polskiej mamy kilku hetmanow zamojski koniecpolski chodkiewicz zolkiewski czarnecki i wisniowiecki

@ravwiczsawiewam8745 Жыл бұрын

🌄

@tibsky1396 Жыл бұрын

The Old French prononciation seems on point in the first verse.

@marekas9308 Жыл бұрын

A z Niemców trupy czynili - zawsze miłe to dla Polaka

@KompendiumSarmackie Жыл бұрын

Niemców, Szwedów, Ukraińców, Rusków :)

@migreityra8221 2 ай бұрын

Austriaków i Turków

@lucynasliwiak5696 Жыл бұрын

Nie dajmy sie

@silvestenest231 Жыл бұрын

just imagine finnish person listening it and i like it :D we got a lot of national songs with great words as well :D!

@MegaRafik00 Жыл бұрын

XD "Bard" który nigdy nie zaznał boju "....

@VikiLuk Жыл бұрын

Jaka piękna pieśń!

@oipv1509 Жыл бұрын

Вітання з Києва 🤍❤️

@Roxxek 29 күн бұрын

co kurwa

@mariio69 Жыл бұрын

Panie Jacku, co by chłop bez ziemi nie napisał, i tak pieśniami wzniesione nie będzie. Pięknie dziękuje za możliwość udziału w koncertach. Ta opowieść, narracja,prowadzeni i wirtuozeria...

@spacemissilesenjoyer Жыл бұрын

anyone know the thumbnail

@lejbass Жыл бұрын

Mogę gdzieś kupić wzór tej flagi co trzyma husarz po lewej od słońca ?

@asmateus Жыл бұрын

super xd

@ZeusWillBack Жыл бұрын

Tell me, my grateful lute (1), What is your opinion and thought? What could be more beautiful Than a chivalrous man? What about the borderlands Where, when the ice melts, You will see fields that stretch endlessly, Adorned with young grass. You will see sprawling oak groves, Various kinds of birds, Countless herds of animals, And swarms of uncaught fish. Sometimes a villager eagerly Spends his time fishing with his net, Or as a guard, he goes out And shoots his practiced arrows at game. Or through the uncharted rapids, A poor Cossack on the Dnieper river Fears as he navigates his boat, With only his thin, nimble oarsman to rely on. (2) Meanwhile, the soldier stands in his sturdy armor Within his fortified camp, After his meager meal, His watchful eye never rests. Here he practices horse riding and lance work, Or pursues the ring with his spear (3), But when danger comes, With a loud crack, he rushes out of his camp. Under splendid banners, Accompanied by trumpets and drums, He runs through the bending forest, Sometimes for glory, sometimes for gain. Here, the youth lead their own battles (4), And often wade through blood, The sword leaves bloody marks on their sheaths, And blood drips down their sleeves. The second is felled by a sharp arrow That pierces his bloodied heart, The third is trampled by horses, Sometimes falling without a scratch. As a result, one side eventually gives way, Retreating in defeat, While the merciless victor Inflicts severe wounds on the fleeing. And afterwards, the exhausted knights Share the spoils of their labor, Giving thanks to God for their success, And even in defeat, they offer gratitude. So no matter which side you stand on, Always be praised, Lord. God, who watches over The ways of chivalrous people, A poor soldier asks you, To repay his misery in heaven. Translated by chat.openai