
Republic
Of Moldova National Anthem
Our Language
A treasure is
our language that surges
From deep shadows of the past,
Chain of precious stones that scattered
All over our ancient land.
A burning flame
is our language
Amidst a people waking
From a deathly sleep, no warning,
Like the brave man of the stories.
Our language
is the greenest leaf
Of the everlasting forests,
Gentle river Dniester's ripples
Hiding starlight bright and shining.
Our language
is more than holy,
Words of homilies of old
Wept and sung perpetually
In the homesteads of our folks.
A treasure will
spring up swiftly
From deep shadows of the past,
Chain of precious stones that scattered
All over our ancient land.
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