2018.12.03.
My country is a bit of heaven
Downstream from Danube
Decebal watches over
Up on the ridge of the mountain
Pintea and his band of merry men
Hold a dagger in the hand
Chorus:
My country is a bit of heaven
A bunch of May's flowers
Transylvania and Banat
Dobrogea and the whole Reign
Bassarabia beloved
With Romanians is twinned
A bunch of May's flowers
In the deep forests
Stefan and his yeomen guard
Iancu, the King of the 'Moti'
You're the master of the mountains
For us you still live
I put 'opinci' on my feet
And the Dacian hat
The language we are speaking
From the Daci we inherit
Language, our precious treasure
Mountains are our fortune
The Romanians' power
Meadows, waters and plains
The land of Romanians
This is our great fortune
We were born here
Our land is holy
We are gifted from heaven
With a holy place, a holy border
Let's love it up to the end