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Roumanie (ROU) |
HYMNE : Make love, not war
Deêteapt²-te, române, din somnul cel de moarte,
n care te-adîncir² barbarii de tirani!
Acum ori niciodat² croieê ïe-ti alt² soart²,
La care s² se-nchine si cruzii t²i dusmani, si cruzii t²i duêmani!
Acum ori niciodat² croieê ïe-ti alt² soart²,
La care s² se-nchine si cruzii t²i dusmani, si cruzii t²i duêmani!
Acum ori niciodat² s² d²m dovezi in lume
C²-n aste mîini mai curge un sînge de roman,
Si c²-n a noastre piepturi p²str²m cu fal²-un nume
Triumftor în lupte, un nume de Traian!
Priviti, m²reïe umbre, Mihai, Stefan, Corvine,
Româna natiune, ai vostri str²nepoïi,
Cu braele armate, cu focul vostru-n vine,
Viaï²-n libertate ori moarte!“ strig²m toïi.
Preoïi, cu crucea-n frunte! C²ci oastea e creêtin²,
Deviza-i libertate êi scopul ei prea sfînt,
Murim mai bine-n lupt², cu glorie deplin²,
Decît s² fim sclavi iar²êi în vechiul nost p²mînt!
Version anglaise
Wake up, Romanian, from your deadly slumber,
In which barbaric tyrants kept you so long by force!
Now or never is the time for you to have a new fate,
Which should command respect of even your cruel enemies.
Now or never is the time for us to prove to the entire world
That in these arms a Roman blood still flows,
And that in our hearts we proudly keep a name
Triumphant in all battles, the name of Trajan.
Behold, glorious shadows, Mihai, Stephen, Corvin,
That is the Romanian nation, your own great-grandsons,
With weapons in their hands, your fire in their veins,
All shouting, "We want to live in freedom, or else better die!"
Priests carry the cross ahead! The army is all Christian,
Its banner is called freedom and its ideal is sacred,
We'd rather die in battle, and do it in full glory,
Than live again like slaves in our dear old land.
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