National Anthems

[Soviet Shlyapy]

The Soviet Parliament has three anthems.

"Anþéminn Rojallt"
The Royal Anthem, played only when a member of the Royal Family is present.

"Anþéminn Polítika"
The National Anthem, played at the start Parliament, Sports events or any other important event. (We only use part 1:07 onwards)

"Anþéminn Memoríum"
The Remembrance Anthem, played at military funerals and on Remembrance day.


((Okay, I'm a HALO fan...))

[Soviet-German Dortmund]

The Internationale

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5zxqvtZoCnE

[Penguin Union Nation]

This is our current one:

Hail the mighty penguins
Powerful penguins
They are the tuxedo saints
Oh graceful creatures
With forceful features
They can even sculpt and paint
Oh swimming birds
Thoughtful mind birds
You brighten our days!
Oh mighty penguins
Powerful penguins
We all sing your praise!

We're working on a new one, though.

[Navorgska]

Following the end of the Arretaenian War, the Pagan Navorgskan Imperium was dissolved and replaced with a puppet government controlled by the Genoese Cromanatum. After slightly more than a decade of political instability and rising nationalism, a massive coup d'état occured, led by fierce imperial loyalists, many of them veterans of the Arretaenian War. The final moments of the civil war were fought in the parliament building, and as the flag of the National Socialist party flew high on the roof of the building, the men sang an old military funeral hymn, and from that moment, the song became the national anthem of the second Navorgskan Empire; in honor of the veterans that fought to establish a national socialist imperium.

The Imperial Anthem

"Ich hatt' einen Kameraden,
Einen bessern findst du nit.
Die Trommel schlug zum Streite,
Er ging an meiner Seite
In gleichem Schritt und Tritt.

Eine Kugel kam geflogen:
Gilt sie mir oder gilt sie dir?
Sie hat ihn weggerissen,
Er liegt zu meinen Füßen
Als wär's ein Stück von mir

Will mir die Hand noch reichen,
Derweil ich eben lad'.
"Kann dir die Hand nicht geben,
Bleib du im ew'gen Leben
Mein guter Kamerad!"

Anthem: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RduDi4HnXKA

[Elanore]

Elanore's National Anthem


Feethem Hoo Kath

Ma zeni zenk dammo
Ma zen kneth pa han

Zi feth men hook

[Teddy Bear Republic]

The lyrics to our national anthem are as follows: (OOCly: may be out of date quite soon)

[Official sections in Bold]
On this glorious day, we teddies unite, for our liberties and rights.
We salute to the flag, and march with pride
we Teddies, unite.

We are one, yet we are many,
and we will never die.
For we’ll take a stand to defend,
our new Fatherland.

From the alps, of Nordica, to the flatlands of Grenatia,
We teddies will unite,
In our hearts, we see thy light.

For the bear has woken and the bear, will roar,
it is what is right, that we fight for.

For our, blood, and country, we will go marching on,
Nothing can stop us here, not when, we are so near,
We Teddies, unite!

Unite! Unite! United!
As one we will go to the fight of life.
As our boots, trudge through the hills, noses, honing in for the kill.
We Teddies, unite!

On this glorious day, we teddies unite,and we fight for, our freedom and rights.
We salute to the flag and march, with pride,
we Teddies, unite!

[Herrebrugh]

Wilhelmus van Nassouwe, usually known just as the Wilhelmus (Dutch: het Wilhelmus; English translation: the William), is the national anthem of the Republic of the Fourteen United Netherlands and is the oldest national anthem in the world after the Turkish national anthem though the words of the Japanese national anthem (not the music) date back to the ninth century. Although it was not recognized as the official national anthem until 1932, it has always been popular with parts of the population and resurfaced on several occasions in the course of Netherlands history before gaining its present status.

Like many anthems, the Wilhelmus originated in the nation's struggle to achieve independence. It tells of Willem van Oranje (William of Orange), his life and why he is fighting against the King of Spain. As a result, the anthem is written in a first person perspective, as if it were sung by William himself. William of Orange being the I-figure (Early Modern Dutch "ick") in the 1st stanza "Den Coninck van Hispaengien heb ick altijt gheeert" ("I have always honoured the King of Spain").

This refers to the initial loyalty of the leading figures of the Netherlands Revolt, the Counts of Philip de Montmorency, Count of Horn ("Hoorne") and Lamoral, Count of Egmont ("Egmond") who both were executed, and the then surviving Prince of Orange (William), to the Spanish King Philip II and their claim that they merely objected against some hardships of the Spanish rule over the Netherlands. These objections were especially concerning the taxation, political oppression and the religious prosecutions.

The text and tune of the song are remarkably peaceful for a national anthem. The Wilhelmus derives its name from the first word of the song; the Geuzenliedboek's original introduction to the text speaks of "a new Christian song" ("Een Nieu Christelick Liedt").

Een nieuw Christelick Liedt gemaect ter eeren des Doorluchtichsten Heeren, Heere Wilhelm Prince van Oraengien, Grave van Nassou, Patris Patriae, mijnen Genaedigen Forsten ende Heeren. Waer van deerste Capitael letteren van elck veers syner Genaedigen Forstens name metbrengen. Na de wijse van Chartres.

Original Dutch lyrics (1568)	Contemporary Dutch lyrics	English lyrics meant to fit the melody, the rhyme and the acrostic (1934)	English translation of the original Dutch version
Wilhelmus van Nassouwe Ben ick van Duytschen bloet, Den Vaderlant getrouwe Blyf ick tot in den doet: Een Prince van Oraengien Ben ick vrij onverveert, Den Coninck van Hispaengien Heb ick altijt gheeert. In Godes vrees te leven Heb ick altyt betracht, Daerom ben ick verdreven Om Landt om Luyd ghebracht: Maer God sal mij regeren Als een goet Instrument, Dat ick zal wederkeeren In mijnen Regiment. Lydt u myn Ondersaten Die oprecht zyn van aert, Godt sal u niet verlaten Al zijt ghy nu beswaert: Die vroom begheert te leven Bidt Godt nacht ende dach, Dat hy my cracht wil gheven Dat ick u helpen mach. Lyf en goet al te samen Heb ick u niet verschoont, Mijn broeders hooch van Namen Hebbent u oock vertoont: Graef Adolff is ghebleven In Vriesland in den slaech, Syn Siel int ewich Leven Verwacht den Jongsten dach. Edel en Hooch gheboren Van Keyserlicken Stam: Een Vorst des Rijcks vercoren Als een vroom Christen man, Voor Godes Woort ghepreesen Heb ick vrij onversaecht, Als een Helt sonder vreesen Mijn edel bloet ghewaecht. Mijn Schilt ende betrouwen Sijt ghy, o Godt mijn Heer, Op u soo wil ick bouwen Verlaet mij nimmermeer: Dat ick doch vroom mach blijven V dienaer taller stondt, Die Tyranny verdrijven, Die my mijn hert doorwondt. Van al die my beswaren, End mijn Vervolghers zijn, Mijn Godt wilt doch bewaren Den trouwen dienaer dijn: Dat sy my niet verrasschen In haren boosen moet, Haer handen niet en wasschen In mijn onschuldich bloet. Als David moeste vluchten Voor Saul den Tyran: Soo heb ick moeten suchten Met menich Edelman: Maer Godt heeft hem verheven Verlost uit alder noot, Een Coninckrijk ghegheven In Israel seer groot. Na tsuer sal ick ontfanghen Van Godt mijn Heer dat soet, Daer na so doet verlanghen Mijn Vorstelick ghemoet: Dat is dat ick mach sterven Met eeren in dat Velt, Een eewich Rijck verwerven Als een ghetrouwe Helt. Niet doet my meer erbarmen In mijnen wederspoet, Dan dat men siet verarmen Des Conincks Landen goet, Dat van de Spaengiaerts crencken O Edel Neerlandt soet, Als ick daer aen ghedencke Mijn Edel hert dat bloet. Als een Prins op gheseten Met mijner Heyres cracht, Van den Tyran vermeten Heb ick den Slach verwacht, Die by Maestricht begraven Bevreesden mijn ghewelt, Mijn ruyters sach men draven. Seer moedich door dat Velt. Soo het den wille des Heeren Op die tyt had gheweest, Had ick gheern willen keeren Van v dit swear tempeest: Maer de Heer van hier boven Die alle dinck regeert. Diemen altijd moet loven En heeftet niet begheert. Seer Prinslick was ghedreven Mijn Princelick ghemoet, Stantvastich is ghebleven Mijn hert in teghenspoet, Den Heer heb ick ghebeden Van mijnes herten gront, Dat hy mijn saeck wil reden, Mijn onschult doen bekant. Oorlof mijn arme Schapen Die zijt in grooten noot, V Herder sal niet slapen Al zijt ghy nu verstroyt: Tot Godt wilt v begheven, Syn heylsaem Woort neemt aen, Als vrome Christen leven, Tsal hier haest zijn ghedaen. Voor Godt wil ick belijden End zijner grooter Macht, Dat ick tot gheenen tijden Den Coninck heb veracht: Dan dat ick Godt den Heere Der hoochster Maiesteyt, Heb moeten obedieren, Inder gherechticheyt.	Wilhelmus van Nassouwe ben ik, van Duitsen bloed, den vaderland getrouwe blijf ik tot in den dood. Een Prinse van Oranje ben ik, vrij, onverveerd, den Koning van Hispanje heb ik altijd geëerd. In Godes vrees te leven heb ik altijd betracht, daarom ben ik verdreven, om land, om luid gebracht. Maar God zal mij regeren als een goed instrument, dat ik zal wederkeren in mijnen regiment. Lijdt u, mijn onderzaten die oprecht zijt van aard, God zal u niet verlaten, al zijt gij nu bezwaard. Die vroom begeert te leven, bidt God nacht ende dag, dat Hij mij kracht zal geven, dat ik u helpen mag. Lijf en goed al te samen heb ik u niet verschoond, mijn broeders hoog van namen hebben 't u ook vertoond: Graaf Adolf is gebleven in Friesland in de slag, zijn ziel in 't eeuwig leven verwacht de jongste dag. Edel en hooggeboren, van keizerlijke stam, een vorst des rijks verkoren, als een vroom christenman, voor Godes woord geprezen, heb ik, vrij onversaagd, als een held zonder vreze mijn edel bloed gewaagd. Mijn schild ende betrouwen zijt Gij, o God mijn Heer, op U zo wil ik bouwen, Verlaat mij nimmermeer. Dat ik doch vroom mag blijven, uw dienaar t'aller stond, de tirannie verdrijven die mij mijn hart doorwondt. Van al die mij bezwaren en mijn vervolgers zijn, mijn God, wil doch bewaren de trouwe dienaar dijn, dat zij mij niet verrassen in hunne boze moed, hun handen niet en wassen in mijn onschuldig bloed. Als David moeste vluchten voor Sauel de tiran, zo heb ik moeten zuchten als menig edelman. Maar God heeft hem verheven, verlost uit alle nood, een koninkrijk gegeven in Israël zeer groot. Na 't zuur zal ik ontvangen van God mijn Heer het zoet, daarnaar zo doet verlangen mijn vorstelijk gemoed: dat is, dat ik mag sterven met ere in dat veld, een eeuwig rijk verwerven als een getrouwe held. Niets doet mij meer erbarmen in mijne wederspoed dan dat men ziet verarmen des Konings landen goed. Dat u de Spanjaards krenken, o edel Neerland zoet, als ik daaraan gedenke, mijn edel hart dat bloedt. Als een prins opgezeten met mijner heireskracht, van de tiran vermeten heb ik de slag verwacht, die, bij Maastricht begraven, bevreesden mijn geweld; mijn ruiters zag men draven zeer moedig door dat veld. Zo het de wil des Heren op die tijd was geweest, had ik geern willen keren van u dit zwaar tempeest. Maar de Heer van hierboven, die alle ding regeert, die men altijd moet loven, Hij heeft het niet begeerd. Zeer christlijk was gedreven mijn prinselijk gemoed, standvastig is gebleven mijn hart in tegenspoed. De Heer heb ik gebeden uit mijnes harten grond, dat Hij mijn zaak wil redden, mijn onschuld maken kond. Oorlof, mijn arme schapen die zijt in grote nood, uw herder zal niet slapen, al zijt gij nu verstrooid. Tot God wilt u begeven, zijn heilzaam woord neemt aan, als vrome christen leven,- 't zal hier haast zijn gedaan. Voor God wil ik belijden en zijne grote macht, dat ik tot gene tijden de Koning heb veracht, dan dat ik God de Here, de hoogste Majesteit, heb moeten obediëren in de gerechtigheid.	William of Nassau, scion Of a German and ancient line, I dedicate undying Faith to this land of mine. A prince am I undaunted, Of Orange, ever free, To the king of Spain I've granted A lifelong loyalty. I've ever tried to live in The fear of God's command And therefore I've been driven, From people, home, and land, But God, I trust, will rate me His willing instrument And one day reinstate me Into my government. Let no despair betray you, My subjects true and good. The Lord will surely stay you Though now you are pursued. He who would live devoutly Must pray God day and night To throw His power about me As champion of your right. Life and my all for others I sacrificed, for you! And my illustrious brothers Proved their devotion too. Count Adolf, more's the pity, Fell in the Frisian fray, And in the eternal city Awaits the judgement day. I, nobly born, descended From an imperial stock. An empire's prince, defended (Braving the battle's shock Heroically and fearless As pious Christian ought) With my life's blood the peerless Gospel of God our Lord. A shield and my reliance, O God, Thou ever wert. I'll trust unto Thy guidance. O leave me not ungirt. That I may stay a pious Servant of Thine for aye And drive the plagues that try us And tyranny away. My God, I pray thee, save me From all who do pursue And threaten to enslave me, Thy trusted servant true. O Father, do not sanction Their wicked, foul design, Don't let them wash their hands in This guiltless blood of mine. O David, thou soughtest shelter From King Saul's tyranny. Even so I fled this welter And many a lord with me. But God the Lord did save him From exile and its hell And, in His mercy, gave him A realm in Israel. Fear not 't will rain sans ceasing The clouds are bound to part. I bide that sight so pleasing Unto my princely heart, Which is that I with honor Encounter death in war, And meet in heaven my Donor, His faithful warrior. Nothing so moves my pity As seeing through these lands, Field, village, town and city Pillaged by roving hands. O that the Spaniards rape thee, My Netherlands so sweet, The thought of that does grip me Causing my heart to bleed. Astride on steed of mettle I've waited with my host The tyrant's call to battle, Who durst not do his boast. For, near Maastricht ensconced, He feared the force I wield. My horsemen saw one bounce it Bravely across the field. Surely, if God had willed it, When that fierce tempest blew, My power would have stilled it, Or turned its blast from you But He who dwells in heaven, Whence all our blessings flow, For which aye praise be given, Did not desire it so. Steadfast my heart remaineth In my adversity My princely courage straineth All nerves to live and be. I've prayed the Lord my Master With fervid heart and tense To save me from disaster And prove my innocence. Alas! my flock. To sever Is hard on us. Farewell. Your Shepherd wakes, wherever Dispersed you may dwell, Pray God that He may ease you. His Gospel be your cure. Walk in the steps of Jesus This life will not endure. Unto the Lord His power I do confession make That ne'er at any hour Ill of the King I spake. But unto God, the greatest Of Majesties I owe Obedience first and latest, For Justice wills it so.	William of Nassau  am I, of Dutch blood. Loyal to the fatherland  I will remain until I die. A prince of Orange  am I, free and fearless. The king of Spain I have always honoured. To live in fear of God  I have always attempted. Because of this I was ousted  bereft of my land and my people. But God will direct me  like a good instrument. So that I may return  to my domain. Hold on my subjects,  who are honest by nature. God will not abandon you  even though you now are in despair. He who tries to live piously,  must pray to God day and night, that He will give me strength  that I may help you. My life and fortune altogether I have not spared you. My brothers high in rank have shown you this as well: Count Adolf died  in battle in Frisia His soul in eternal life  awaits the final judgement. Noble and high-born, of imperial descent, Chosen a prince of the empire, Like a pious Christian,  for the honoured word of God, I have without hesitation like a fearless hero,  ventured my own noble blood. My shield and reliance  are you, o God my Lord. It is you on whom I want to rely,  never leave me again. [Grant] that I may remain brave,  your servant for always, and [may] defeat the tyranny,  which pierces my heart. From all those that burden me  and are my pursuers, my God, do save  your loyal servant. That they may not surprise me  with their wicked plans nor wash their hands  in my innocent blood. Like David, who was forced to flee  from Saul, the tyrant. I had to sigh,   as did many other nobles. But God raised him,  relieving him of despair, and gave him a kingdom  very great in Israel. After this sourness I will receive  from God my Lord the sweetness  For that longs so much my noble mind  which is that I may die  with honour in the fields, and gain an eternal realm  as a faithful hero. Nothing makes me pity so much  in my adversity, then that are seen to be impoverishing the good lands of the King  That you are molested by the Spaniards,  O Noble Netherlands sweet, when I think of that,  my noble heart bleeds. Seated [on horseback] like a prince,  with my armed forces, Defied by the tyrant,  I awaited the battle. Those dug in at Maastricht  were afraid of my might People saw my horsemen ride  bravely through the fields. If it had been the Lord's will, at the time, I would have gladly relieved  you of this heavy tempest. But the Lord above,  who rules all, He who we should always praise,  did not desire so. By a Christian mood was driven My princely heart  Steadfast remained  my heart in adversity To the Lord I prayed,  from the bottom of my heart, that He may save my cause,  and proclaim my innocence. Farewell, my poor sheep,  who are in deep despair. Your shepherd will not sleep,  even though you are now dispersed. Turn to God,  accept his curing word.  Live as a good Christian; soon, it will be finished here. I want to confess to God,  and to his great power that I have never  despised the King. except that to God the Lord,  the highest Majesty I've been obedient in justice.

[Greater Reich of Man]

Lemme give you my cosmic division hymn and my military march

hope you like it

[Malay Race]

bagimu negeri

Padamu Negeri, kami berjanji
Padamu Negeri, Kami berbakti
Padamu Negeri, Kami mengabdi
Bagimu Negeri, Jiwa raga Kami

Translation:

To Thee, Our nation, we promise
To Thee, Our Nation, We will serve
To Thee, Our Nation, We will dedicate
For Thee, Our Nation, Our soul and body.

my English is kinda rusty here, so, yeah, the translation might be a little off. but, it's fine I think.

[The German Democratic Republic]

Composed by Hanns Eisler and written by Johannes R. Becher, Auferstanden aus Ruinen has been the national anthem of the German Democratic Republic since its foundation in 1949.

The lyrics express the hopes of the German people to rise again and build an entirely new country from the ground up. From the 1970's until the reunification of Germany, the lyrics generally weren't sung during official state occasions, as they speak of a single Germany, and the policy of reunification was abandoned by GDR authorities. This again changed in 1989, when GDR authorities expressed they were still interested in reunification with the west, which materialized in 1990.

German lyrics	Official English lyrics	Literal English translation
Auferstanden aus Ruinen und der Zukunft zugewandt, laßt uns Dir zum Guten dienen, Deutschland, einig Vaterland. Alte Not gilt es zu zwingen, und wir zwingen sie vereint, denn es muß uns doch gelingen, daß die Sonne schön wie nie über Deutschland scheint, über Deutschland scheint. Glück und Friede sei beschieden Deutschland, unserm Vaterland. Alle Welt sehnt sich nach Frieden, reicht den Völkern eure Hand. Wenn wir brüderlich uns einen, schlagen wir des Volkes Feind. Laßt das Licht des Friedens scheinen, daß nie eine Mutter mehr ihren Sohn beweint, ihren Sohn beweint. Laßt uns pflügen, laßt uns bauen, lernt und schafft wie nie zuvor, und der eignen Kraft vertrauend steigt ein frei Geschlecht empor. Deutsche Jugend, bestes Streben unsres Volks in dir vereint, wirst du Deutschlands neues Leben. Und die Sonne schön wie nie über Deutschland scheint, über Deutschland scheint.	From the ruins risen newly, to the future turned, we stand. Let us serve your good weal truly, Germany, our fatherland. Triumph over bygone sorrow, can in unity be won. For we shall attain a morrow, when over our Germany, there is radiant sun, there is radiant sun. May both peace and joy inspire, Germany, our fatherland. Peace is all the world's desire, to the peoples lend your hand. In fraternity united, we shall crush the people's foe. Let all paths by peace be lighted, that no mother shall again mourn her son in woe, mourn her son in woe. Let us plough and build our nation, learn and work as never yet, that a free new generation, faith in its own strength beget! German youth, for whom the striving of our people is at one, you are Germany's reviving, and over our Germany, there is radiant sun, there is radiant sun.	Risen from ruins and facing the future, let us serve You for the good, Germany, united fatherland. Old woes are to be overcome and we overcome them united because we so must succeed, [so] that the sun beautiful as never over Germany shines, over Germany shines. Happiness and peace be granted to Germany, our fatherland. All the world longs for peace, reach your hand out to the peoples. If brotherly we unite ourselves, we shall defeat the people's enemy. Let the light of peace shine so that a mother never more mourns her son, mourns her son. Let us plough, let us build, learn and create like never before, and, confident in immanent strength, a free generation rises up. German youth, best efforts of our people united in you, you will become Germany's new life. And the sun beautiful as never, over Germany shines, over Germany shines.

[Mitumba]

Our national anthem is: L'aube du Mitumba (the dawn of Mitumba)

Here is the english translation.

THE DAWN OF MITUMBA

Formerly, at her call, our ancestors
Knew how to engage in mighty battles
With strength, courage, ardour, and full of joy, but at the price of blood.
Builders of present, you too, join forces
Each day for the task stronger in unity.
Build without ceasing for posterity.
Chorus:
Children of Mitumba, arise!
The resounding cry of freedom
Is heard at the first light of dawn,
Children of Mitumba, arise!
When all around there blows a wind of anger and hate:
Citizen of Mitumba be proud, and in a calm spirit
Trusting in the future, behold your flag!
The white is for the peace in our country,
In the green you read hope of spring;
The yellow foretells the greatest treasures;
The red signifies the courage of your ancestors.
Chorus
Beloved Mitumba, your sunny mountains and green pastures
Show everywhere your brightness;
Your soil offers everyone the richest fruits.
Mitumba, from henceforth your sons are united
With one brotherly spirit sharing the hope of seeing you
Enjoy abundance and happiness forever.
Chorus

[Mitumba]

This is the real one,with french words.

L'aube du Mitumba is the national anthem of Mitumba written by Gilbert J. Dagnon and Cololo Bayenga and composed by Gilbert J. Dagnon.It was adopted upon indipendence in 1997.


L'AUBE DU MITUMBA

Jadis à son appel, nos aïeux sans faiblesse
Ont su avec courage, ardeur, pleins d'allégresse
Livrer au prix du sang des combats éclatants.
Accourez vous aussi, bâtisseurs du présent,
Plus forts dans l'unité, chaqu'jour à la tâche,
Pour la postérité, construisez sans relâche.
Refrain :
Enfants du Mitumba , debout !
La liberté d'un cri sonore
Chante aux premiers feux de l'aurore;
Enfants du Mitumba, debout !
Quand partout souffle un vent de colère et de haine.
Mitumben, sois fier, et d'une âme sereine,
Confiant dans l'avenir, regarde ton drapeau !
Le blanc est pour la paix dans notre pays,
Dans le vert tu liras l'espor du renouveau,
Des plus riches trésors le jaune est le présage;
De tes aïeux le rouge évoque le courage.
Refrain
Tes monts ensoleillés, ta verdure,
Cher Mitumba, partout font ta vive parure.
Ton sol offre à chacun la richesse des fruits.
Mitumba, désormais que tes fils tous unis
D'un fraternel élan partagent l'espérance
De te voir à jamais heureux dans l'abondance.
Refrain

[The Jahistic Unified Republic]

The New Internationale

[Kvltway]

De Mysteriis Dom Sathanas

Welcome to the elder ruins again
The wind whispers beside the deep forest
Darkness will show us the way "Heic noenum pax"
Here is no peace

The sky has darkened thirteen as
We are collected woeful around a book made of human flesh
"De grandaevus antiquus mulum tristis
Arcanas mysteria scriptum"

The books bloodwritten pages open
"Invoco cruentus domini de daemonium"
We follow with our whit eyes, the cerimonials proceeding
"Heic noenum pax", brin us the goat

"Rex sacriticulus mortifer" in the circle of stone coffins
We are standing with our black robes on
Holding the bowl with unholy water
"Psychomantum et precor exito annos major"
"Ferus netandus sacerdos magus, mortem animalium"

It's way more brvtal than yours.

[Hippostania]

Tune of the anthem

NO LAND MORE BELOVED

Oh, Hippostania,
Let me listen to your roaring rapids and humming pine trees
Until my time on this Earth comes to its end!

No land more beloved
Can be found from this world than our free homeland
That has grown so strong from the work of our fathers!

To defend, to serve, to exalt, conserve
Now is our time to create striving!
For you we want give all we've got
To stand for you until death!

Oh, Hippostania,
On your hem let your son to happily fall asleep
When he has his cheap life entrusted to you

No higher honor than to hear from your hills
The whispering of your firs
When you have hidden your son to his final rest!

[Northslavia]

The anthem of the soviet union. We will be changing it soon.

[Greater-Albion]

Royal Anthem: God Save the King

National Anthem: Albion Above All

[Basque Socialist States]

Eusko Gudariak, "The Basque Soldier" is our national anthem. It can be heard here.

[Kraslavia]

Svieta liublija miloavej otchesny
Chut tebia tyle umylsy zacnye!
Dlia tebia praboj jady strashyje
Dlia tibia shnorye, kaydanye twardye
Krasnyevish chrome pire chvalyne shramy
Gnezdye v umislye shchenslivenye pravdeve
Bylie tieba pomoc, bylia vesprac
Ni zalie zyt v bidu, ni zal smirtac.

O sacred love of the beloved Country,
Only good and true minds can experience you!
For thee, virulent poisons are savory;
For thee, chains and fetters are not an abuse.
Thou embellish cripples with scars of glory;
In the mind, thou dost nestle pleasures most true.
Might one, to thy succor, endeavor to fly,
'Twere nothing to live poor, 'twere nothing to die

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dj7_4iFUHas

[Vampirum]

Imnul Eterna

Noi grindină sânge
întuneric în noapte
Unit prin fără sfârșit zbor
Mereu pe pază
Pregătit la câștiga.

Vampîrum noi trăi pentru ție
Acum și pentru totdeauna mai mult
Eternitate

Vampîrum
Vampîrum
Vampîrum
Vampîrum
Pîrum

Lilieci zbura pentru totdeauna
Lovi aceste care opune
Nosferatu veșnic
Nosferatu veșnic

Vampîrum noi trăi pentru ție
Acum și pentru totdeauna mai mult
Eternitate

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English translation

We hail the blood
Darkness in the night
United through the endless flight.
Always on guard
Prepared to win.

0:53 - 1:10
Vampirum we stand for thee'
Now and forever more
Eternity.

1:11 - 1:26
Vampirum,
Vampirum,
Vampirum,
Vampirum
Prium

1:27 - 1: 46
Bats fly forever
Smite those who oppose
Vampiric eternal
Vampiric eternal

1:53 - 2:15 (end)
Vampirum we stand for thee'
Now and forever more
Eternity.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9QdkTnpcIkQ

[Kedri]

Ours is Tales From Port Kedri

[West Guyua]

This

[Sturm-Scheiterhaufen]

Dream and reality is the name given to our anthem.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S8u1j1rRdio&list=PLaBpnUQsJegZSZ3mWbpbRD87vCcsRJDYI

[Pacificius]

The National Anthem of Pacificius
The seasons come and the seasons go,
Nothing ever stays the same...
There's one thing I know that will never change;
That's the love of the land from which I came.

Pacificius, Pacificius
With the waves upon your shoreline,
Will you call me home when my life is done,
To rest in your hills so fine...

From your rocky shore
To your forests green,
To your valleys deep and wide,
There's a light I see on the faces there,
And a spirit you just can't hide.

Pacificius, Pacificius
With the waves upon your shoreline,
Will you call me home when my life is done,
To rest in your hills so fine...

Many years have passed since I roamed the hills
In the golden glow of sunlight,
As the darkness falls around me now,
I love you with all my might!

Pacificius, Pacificius
With the waves upon your shoreline,
Will you call me home when my life is done,
To rest in your hills so fine!

I love you with all my might!

[United Kingdom of Kent]

The national anthem of the United Kingdom of Kent is "I vow to thee my country" here is a video of it with clips of Kentish and her empire's troops fighting in conflicts across the world.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oPWkDhGf_QQ