September 1, 1939 Newsy Bits Lyrics

First of September, in 'thirty-nine's rise

Jeziorki's clash, under the skies

German saboteurs, Polish patrol's cries

In the border's dance, where conflict ties

Luftwaffe's roar, in the air's hold

Bombing raids, tales of old

Battle of the Border, brave and bold

In Poland's land, the story's scold

Mościcki's decree, a state alarmed

Emergency's call, the world as armed

Henderson's ultimatum, the tension charmed

Ribbentrop's response, the nations charmed

Luftwaffe's roar, in the air's hold

Bombing raids, tales of old

Battle of the Border, brave and bold

In Poland's land, the story's scold

From fire at the border, to diplomatic flight

In the symphony of war, where day meets night

Assurances sought, in the peace's light

In the echoes of history, where wrong seeks right

Luftwaffe's roar, in the air's hold

Bombing raids, tales of old

Battle of the Border, brave and bold

In Poland's land, the story's scold

On the first of September, the world's song

In the canvas of time, both weak and strong

From battles to diplomacy's throng

In the heart of humanity, where hope belongs

On the first of September, the world's song

In the canvas of time, both weak and strong

From battles to diplomacy's throng

In the heart of humanity, where hope belongs