A keresés eredménye oldal 10

The Hymn to Liberty

Versions: #4
I shall always recognize you
By the dreadful sword you hold,
As the earth, with searching vision,
You survey with spirit bold.
 
From the Greeks of old whose dying
Brought to life and spirit free,
Now with ancient valor rising,
Let us hail you, O Liberty!
 
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Russian Federation National Anthem - Gosudarstvennyi gimn Rossiyskoy Federatsii (Государственный гимн Российской Федерации)

Versions: #3
Russia is our sacred and powerful state,
Russia is the country we cherish and love.
A mightiest will and your glory is great
Your wealth for eternity sent from above!
 
Glory to Motherland, free and reborn,
Of brotherly people our union forged,
By our ancestors folk wisdom passed on!
Glory to our country! We are proud of you!
 
From southern seas to the freezing North Pole
Our forests and fields are spread -no end.
You're unique! Only one in the world
Protected by God my dear land!
 
Glory to Motherland free and reborn,
Of brotherly people our union forged,
By our ancestors folk wisdom passed on!
Glory to our country! We are proud of you!
 
To live and to dream we have wide open expanse
In to the future for us it opens the door.
Faith in our homeland gives us the strength.
So it was, so it is, so it will be forevermore!
 
Glory to Motherland, free and reborn,
Of brotherly people our union forged,
By our ancestors folk wisdom passed on!
Glory to country! We are proud of you!
 

Shatlak's Song

No matter how unfair the wildfire of injustice is in Chechnya,
You kept falling and rising again.
The lightning of the Caucasus, the cradle of liberty,
Your honour was kept by your proud people.
 
The peace between your peoples is priceless wealth!
There is no other motherland for the Chechens.
Our lives and our deaths are in the heart of our homeland,
We beg you to bless us.
 
Our ancestors' souls descended to Bashlam's peak.
The wave of Argun speaks our mother tongue.
Our lives blessed us with a great gift — you!
Shatlak's song gave us strength!
 
Love for work and courage, respect for all peoples,
Let this be pleasant news for you.
The Guardian of freedom, who has found its path
Live for us, oh worthy Chechnya!
 

Skócia te jó

ha leszáll a fáradt éjjel
dallamok zúgják széjjel
büszkén száll a dal
a völgyekben.
a dombok is nyugodni térnek
ősi vér lükteti a szívet
a nagy lelkek is
itt nyugszanak a közelben
 
alapja a megbecsülés
Skócia, hegyeim földje
magas, büszke
a szorgalom dicsősége
a bátrak dicső földje
a fénylő folyók földje
szívem örök földje
Skócia te jó
 
magas ködös hegyeken
virágos szigeten
dobognak bátor szívek
a skót ég alatt
vad szelektől bújva
barátokkal összefogva
szeretet a szív otthona
mint a szűzies báj
 
alapja a megbecsülés
Skócia, hegyeim földje
magas, büszke
a szorgalom dicsősége
a bátrak dicső földje
a fénylő folyók földje
szívem örök földje
Skócia te jó
 
messze a napsugártól
a skótok nem vidámak
lágy esőt várnak
mi édes mint egy csók
messze hol az ég mindig ragyog
nincsenek rideg napok
összeszorul a szív ha haza gondol
 
alapja a megbecsülés
Skócia, hegyeim földje
magas, büszke
a szorgalom dicsősége
a bátrak dicső földje
a fénylő folyók földje
szívem örök földje
Skócia te jó
 
alapja a megbecsülés
Skócia, hegyeim földje
magas, büszke
a szorgalom dicsősége
a bátrak dicső földje
a fénylő folyók földje
szívem örök földje
Skócia te jó
 
fordította Gaál György István
 

Irish National Anthem - The Soldier's Song

We are the Soldiers of Ireland*
who are pledged to Ireland
A platoon of our people
across the waves have come,
under oath to be free
The old country of our ancestors henceforth
Will no longer be left under the tyrant or the oppressor,
Tonight we go to the gap of danger**,
With love for the Gael, towards death or life,
With the hooting-call of guns under the fire of bullets,
Come you all, sing the soldier's song.
 

State Anthem of Ingushetia

In the most beautiful part of the mountainous region
Thou liest, Ingushetia.
Proudly goes on the way to the future,
May you live forever, Ingushetia.
God, give the strength to Ingushetia,
God bless Ingushetia!
 
The land may asunder,
From the wounds inflicted by your enemies.
May the sons who died in battles be noble,
The survivors will avenge them.
God, give the strength to Ingushetia,
Give us the strength to avenge the fallen!
 
We're not looking for an easy life,
We want to live without black hatred.
Our land is cultivated,
Let's have the strength to do so.
God, give the strength to Ingushetia,
Give us the strength to cultivate the land!
 
Your thoughts about justice,
Your heart is burning,
It will start to burn from a spark like a fuel.
Be forever free, land of our fathers.
We ask that God.
God, give the strength to Ingushetia,
Let Ingushetia be free!
 

Chechen Patriotic Song (The Land of Prophet Noah’s Grandsons)

A fire blazes up in our hearts,
We have lost to happiness,
May the almighty God bless you,
My Muslim Chechnya!
 
As a cheerless child,
So don’t look at me,
For you're a shining star,
I would sacrifice myself for you, my Chechnya!
 
There is no God except God,
May the almighty God bless you,
There is no God except God,
My Muslim Chechnya!
 
Breaking you will not make you kneel down,
We will not let them break your honour,
It is impossible to gain a golden sun,
My Muslim Chechnya!
 
Stop a bullet to his soul,
Sends compliments for you,
I would die in your sons stead,
I would sacrifice myself for you, my Chechnya!
 
There is no God except God,
May the almighty God bless you,
There is no God except God,
My Muslim Chechnya!
 
When it see to hawk which is dancing tricky,
Sorrow and distress grow pale,
It is cheerfulness for our homeland,
Smile my Chechnya!
 
A fire blazes up in our hearts,
We have lost to happiness,
May the almighty God bless you,
My Muslim Chechnya!
 
There is no God except God,
May the almighty God bless you,
There is no God except God,
My Muslim Chechnya!
 

Anthem teasing

My mother grew up and sent me on these roads
He gave me a red flag and left me in the care of God.
He said to me: Do not stand in vain, work and serve your country.
I will never forgive you if you do not attack the enemy.
Marş ahead! The hymn is ahead! The Turkish army will not return.
 
The funeral stone is our pillow, and the blood is quilt
If we turn from this road, it will be difficult to honor us
Who would not have been honored to die for this beautiful country
The soul burns out of love for the country, an eternity
Marş ahead! The hymn is ahead! The Turkish army will not return.
 
Ege Kökenli

Romanian hawk

Nothing in the world is more holy
Or even nicer, on this earth,
Rather than die as a fighter
Wrapped in tricolor.
 
Nothing in the world is more holy
Or even nicer, on this earth,
Rather than die as a fighter
Wrapped in tricolor.
 
Romanian hawk, Romanian hawk
Ardelean, the 2nd Battalion
The clarion call, let's go to war
The braves gathered together with the thousands of heroes
 
And one chance I'm gonna die
Next to a bloody bush
Next to an oak bush
Next to the captain
 
And one chance I'm gonna die
Next to a bloody bush
Next to an oak bush
Next to the captain
 

The East is Red

The east is red, the sun rises.
From China arises Mao Zedong.
He strives for the people's happiness,
Hurrah, he is the people's great savior!
 
He strives for the people's happiness,
Hurrah, he is the people's great savior!
 
Chairman Mao loves the people.
He is our guide
To building a new China
Hurrah, lead us forward!
 
To building a new China
Hurrah, lead us forward!
 
The Communist Party is like the sun,
Wherever it shines, it is bright.
Wherever the Communist Party is,
Hurrah, there the people are liberated!
 
Wherever the Communist Party is,
Hurrah, there the people are liberated!
 
The east is red, the sun rises.
From China arises Mao Zedong.
He strives for the people's happiness,
Hurrah, he is the people's great savior!
 
He strives for the people's happiness,
Hurrah, he is the people's great savior!e
 

European anthem (to the joy)

O friends, not those tones!
But let's start more pleasant
And happier!
 
Joy, beautiful spark of the gods,
Daughter from Elysium,
We enter, drunk with fire,
Heavenly, your sanctuary.
Your spells bind again,
What the fashion strictly shared,
All people become brothers,
Where your gentle wing rests.
 
Who managed the big hit,
to be friend of a friend,
Whoever has won a devoted wife,
mix in his cheers!
Yes - who only one soul
his name is on the earth's surface!
And who could never, steal
weeping out of this covenant!
 
Joy is the name of the strong feather
in eternal nature.
Joy, joy pushes the wheels
in the big world clock.
Flowers lure them from the germs,
Suns from the firmament,
Spheres she rolls in the rooms,
that does not know the seer's pipe.
Joy, beautiful spark of the gods,
Daughter from Elysium,
We enter, drunk with fire,
Heavenly, your sanctuary.
Your spells bind again,
What the fashion strictly shared,
All people become brothers,
Where your gentle wing rests.
 

Hymn - From the rough centuries of the Hungarian people (National Anthem of Hungary)

O Lord, bless the nation of Hungary
With your grace and bounty
Extend over it your guarding arm
During strife with its enemies
Long torn by ill fate
Bring upon it a time of relief
This nation has suffered for all sins
Of the past and of the future!
 
You brought our ancestors up
Over the Carpathians' holy peaks
By You was won a beautiful homeland
For Bendeguz's sons
And wherever flow the rivers of
The Tisza and the Danube
Árpád our hero's descendants
Will root and bloom
 
For us on the plains of the Kuns
You ripened the wheat
In the grape fields of Tokaj
You dripped sweet nectar
Our flag you often planted
On the wild Turk's earthworks
And under Mátyás' grave army whimpered
Vienna's 'proud fort.'
 
Ah, but for our sins
Anger gathered in Your bosom
And You struck with Your lightning
From Your thundering clouds
Now the plundering Mongols' arrows
You swarmed over us
Then the Turks' slave yoke
We took upon our shoulders.
 
How often came from the mouths
Of Osman's barbarian nation
Over the corpses of our defeated army
A victory song!
How often did your own son agress
My homeland, upon your breast,
And you became because of your own sons
Your own sons' funeral urn!
 
The fugitive hid, and towards him
The sword reached into his cave
Looking everywhere he could not find
His home in his homeland
Climbs the mountain, descends the valley
Sadness and despair his companions
Sea of blood beneath his feet
Ocean of flame above.
 
Castle stood, now a heap of stones
Happiness and joy fluttered,
Groans of death, weeping
Now sound in their place.
And Ah! Freedom does not bloom
From the blood of the dead,
Torturous slavery's tears fall
From the burning eyes of the orphans!
 
Pity, O Lord, the Hungarians
Who are tossed by waves of danger
Extend over it your guarding arm
On the sea of its misery
Long torn by ill fate
Bring upon it a time of relief
They who have suffered for all sins
Of the past and of the future!
 

Der Amerikanischen Fahneneid

Ich schwöre Treue auf die Fahne
Der Vereinigten Staaten von Amerika
Und die Republik, für die sie steht,
Eine Nation unter Gott,
Unteilbar, mit Freiheit und Gerechtigkeit für jeden.
 
'Work hard in silence, let your success be your noise!'

a remény szárnyán

mélyen a szívekben sok ideje már
a zsidó lélek messzire vágy
minden árva út Kelet felé fordul
ahol régen Cion fala állt
 
féltve őrzött, árva remény
oly sok éve álmodjuk már
ne hazátlan, űzött nép legyünk
hiszen minket Jeruzsálem vár
 
hadd éljünk szép, szabad hazában
mint a Földön megannyi más.
 
fordította Gaál György István
 

National Anthem of the Katagalugan - The Honourable Song of the Katagalugan

Versions: #2
Long live, long live, this liberty, this liberty
And let us promote honour and holiness
May the Tagalog Nation reject the Spaniards
And now achieve excellence.
 
Long Live, long live, this liberty, liberty
And let us promote honour and holiness
May the Tagalog Nation reject the Spaniards
And now achieve excellence.
 

National Anthem of the Armenian Soviet Socialist Republic

Soviet free world – Armenia!
You passed a severe path for centuries,
Your brave sons struggled for you,
For you to become the Armenians' motherland.
 
Chorus:
Glorious be, glorious always Soviet Armenia!
Work-loving and architect-building,
Unbreakable by peoples' holy alliance,
You are blooming and creating your bright future!
Immortal Lenin presented us with eternal fire,
The happiness-bringing dawn shone upon us,
The October rescued us from the destruction.
And gave us newly bright and glorious life.
 
Chorus
Great Russia extended to us the hand of friendship,
We created a strong new state.
Our wise Party of Lenin,
Is victoriously leading us to Communism.
 
Chorus
 

Afghan National Anthem

Versions: #2
This land is Afghanistan - It is the pride of every Afghan
 
The land of peace, the land of the sword - Its sons are all brave 
 
This is the country of every tribe - Land of Baluch, and Uzbeks 
Pashtoons, and Hazaras - Turkman and Tajiks with them, 
Arabs and Gojars, Pamirian, Nooristanis
Barahawi, and Qizilbash - Also Aimaq, and Pashaye 
 
This Land will shine for ever - Like the sun in the blue sky 
In the chest of Asia - It will remain as the heart for ever 
 
We will follow the one God - We all say, Allah is great, we all say, Allah is great
 

The Zapatista Anthem (Anthem of the Zapatista Army of National Liberation)

[Stanza I]
Now we can see the horizon
Zapatista combatant
The way will mark
Those that come after us
 
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go forward!
To take part in the struggle ahead
Because our Fatherland cries out for and needs
All of the effort of the Zapatistas
 
[Stanza II]
Men, children and women
We will always make the effort
Peasants and workers
All together with the people.
 
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go forward!
To take part in the struggle ahead
Because our Fatherland cries out for and needs
All of the effort of the Zapatistas
 
[Stanza III]
Our people demand now
For exploitation to end
Our history says now
struggle for liberation
 
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go forward!
To take part in the struggle ahead
Because our Fatherland cries out for and needs
All of the effort of the Zapatistas
 
[Stanza IV]
A model we must be
And keep our slogan
That we shall live for the Fatherland
Or die for freedom
 
Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go forward!
To take part in the struggle ahead
Because our Fatherland cries out for and needs
All of the effort of the Zapatistas
 

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Olympic Hymn

Versions: #1#2
Immortal spirit of antiquity
Father of the true, beautiful and good
Descend, appear, shed over us thy light
Upon this ground and under this sky
Which has first witnessed thy unperishable fame
 
Give life and animation to these noble games!
Throw wreaths of fadeless flowers to the victors
In the race and in the strife
Create in our breasts, hearts of steel!
 
In thy light, plains, mountains and seas
Shine in a roseate hue and form a vast temple
To which all nations throng to adore thee
Oh immortal spirit of antiquity!