September 18, 1939 Newsy Bits Lyrics

On September eighteenth, in 'thirty-nine's reign

Tomaszów Lubelski and Wilno, battles stain

Kobryń's inconclusive end, in the war's bane

In the echoes of conflict, in the memories' lane

Lublin's fall, to the German mace

A city captured, in the war's pace

Orzeł's escape, in the perilous race

To Scotland's shores, in the challenging chase

Navigating the seas, Orzeł sailed on

From Tallinn's internment, the journey so long

New charts in hand, amidst right and wrong

A voyage of courage, in the waves' song

Lublin's fall, to the German mace

A city captured, in the war's pace

Orzeł's escape, in the perilous race

To Scotland's shores, in the challenging chase

Navigating the seas, Orzeł sailed on

From Tallinn's internment, the journey so long

New charts in hand, amidst right and wrong

A voyage of courage, in the waves' song

Lord Haw-Haw's voice, in the radio's hum

English broadcasts from Germany's drum

Propaganda's tale, where lies succumb

In the battle of words, where truth's numb

Lublin's fall, to the German mace

A city captured, in the war's pace

Orzeł's escape, in the perilous race

To Scotland's shores, in the challenging chase

On September eighteenth, the world's whispers weave

In the fabric of history, where heroes grieve

Witkiewicz's legacy, in the tales they cleave

In memory's embrace, their stories forever heave