Your National Anthem

[Apanii]

Nation: The Queendom of Apanii
Anthem: "Blessings on Apanii"

May the sun never set on Apanii
Oh beloved motherland!
May we ever be blissfully free
And thrive by our own hand!

Warriors of Spirit
Long shall our Queen reign!
Trouble, we do not fear it
Long shall we remain!

Apanii home of the true!
Humble Warriors all
We will live and die for you!
Apanii we heed your call

[Campeachy]

None, officially, but most people will tell you it is Parlez Nous a Boire, most known rendition being that of the Balfa Brothers.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9fs12_-ihPY&feature=channel_page

[Itinerate Tree Dweller]

Anthem
- Latin: Ave Maria
- English: Hail Mary

Anthem Lyrics
Ave Maria, gratia plena
Dominus tecum, Et benedicta tu in mulieribus
Et benedictus fructus ventris tui Jesu
Sancta Maria, Mater Dei
Orapronobis
Nobis peccatoribus
Nunc et in hora, in hora mortis nostrae
Amen. Amen.

[Palmouth]

God Bless Palmouth
God Bless the Queen
God Bless the people
The people who care for peace

God bless our allies
And God Bless the World
We will fight to save the world
And live forever.

[Azrabizhan]

The Anthem of the Islamic State of Azrabizhan
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X2nlA5IjLkM

[Padullahstan]

Just check the like 7 other threads of this exact same title.

[Juranimoan]

Juranimoan, Juranimo-oan.... The great land of Juranimo-o-o-an........
We, will bring peace to the world......

then whatever the person singing it wants to add

[TerraPublica]

Die Internationale

German:
Wacht auf, Verdammte dieser Erde,
die stets man noch zum Hungern zwingt!
Das Recht wie Glut im Kraterherde
nun mit Macht zum Durchbruch dringt.
Reinen Tisch macht mit dem Bedränger!
Heer der Sklaven, wache auf!
Ein Nichts zu sein, tragt es nicht länger
Alles zu werden, strömt zuhauf!

Völker, hört die Signale!
Auf zum letzten Gefecht!
Die Internationale
erkämpft das Menschenrecht.
Völker, hört die Signale!
Auf zum letzten Gefecht!
Die Internationale
erkämpft das Menschenrecht.

Es rettet uns kein höh'res Wesen,
kein Gott, kein Kaiser noch Tribun
Uns aus dem Elend zu erlösen
können wir nur selber tun!
Leeres Wort: des Armen Rechte,
Leeres Wort: des Reichen Pflicht!
Unmündig nennt man uns und Knechte,
duldet die Schmach nun länger nicht!

Völker, hört die Signale!
Auf zum letzten Gefecht!
Die Internationale
erkämpft das Menschenrecht.
Völker, hört die Signale!
Auf zum letzten Gefecht!
Die Internationale
erkämpft das Menschenrecht.

In Stadt und Land, ihr Arbeitsleute,
wir sind die stärkste der Partei'n
Die Müßiggänger schiebt beiseite!
Diese Welt muss unser sein;
Unser Blut sei nicht mehr der Raben,
Nicht der mächt'gen Geier Fraß!
Erst wenn wir sie vertrieben haben
dann scheint die Sonn' ohn' Unterlass!

Völker, hört die Signale!
Auf zum letzten Gefecht!
Die Internationale
erkämpft das Menschenrecht.
Völker, hört die Signale!
Auf zum letzten Gefecht!
Die Internationale
erkämpft das Menschenrecht.


English:

Arise ye workers from your slumbers
Arise ye prisoners of want
For reason in revolt now thunders
And at last ends the age of cant.
Away with all your superstitions
Servile masses rise, arise
We'll change henceforth the old tradition
And spurn the dust to win the prize.

So comrades, come rally
And the last fight let us face
The Internationale unites the human race.Repeat

No more deluded by reaction
On tyrants only we'll make war
The soldiers too will take swift action
They'll break ranks and fight no more
And if those cannibals keep trying
To sacrifice us to their pride
They soon shall hear the bullets flying
We'll shoot the generals on our own side.

So comrades, come rally
And the last fight let us face
The Internationale unites the human race.R


No saviour from on high delivers
No faith have we in prince or peer
Our own right hand the chains must shiver
Chains of hatred, greed and fear
E'er the thieves will out with their booty
And give to all a happier lot.
Each at the forge must do their duty
And we'll strike while the iron is hot.

So comrades, come rally
And the last fight let us face
The Internationale unites the human race.R


Tune:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pm7dHfw6hmE
Example:Sound clip from the inauguration of Prime Minister Henry Wotton

[British Dictatorship]

Our anthem is merely a chant of "HEIL DAVID CAMERON!" for about 10 minutes. I think it fits us pretty well, myself!

[Opilevo]

Not technically an anthem (no music), the Atlantean Creed of the Church of the Dewey Death (alternatively Dread) is for the religious. For the non-religious, I Did This by the President himself is played.

Ego hic ostendo sum meus fides in haud filiolus vel dea quodcumque,
odio quod illic es plures ut cultus.
Totus filiolus quod dea profundum, terra quod divum
vadum non exsisto puto in,
tametsi illud filiolus quod dea vadum exsisto tracto per magis veneratio
per magis veneratio quam ullus alius res, victus vel mortuus.

[Mikedor]

Fixxxxxxxxx Bayonets!
Charrrrgggghheeee!
Mikedor, Mikedor,
Forward as the best

Short and sweet, as you can see.

[Novus Niciae]

National Anthem.

Est Niciae nunc unita
et unita maneat;
una in diversitate
pacem mundi augeat.


Semper regnant in Niciae
fides et iustitia
et libertas populorum
in maiore patria.


Cives, floreat Niciae,
opus magnum vocat vos.
Stellae signa sunt in caelo
aureae, quae iungant nos.

With Music

Rhymeless, literal English translation

Niciae is united now
United may it remain;
Our unity in diversity
May it contribute to world peace.


May there forever reign in Niciae
Faith and justice
And freedom of the people
In a greater fatherland


Citizens, may Niciae flourish,
A great task calls on you.
Golden stars in the sky are
The symbols that shall unite us.

[Augarundus]

Augarian Anthem
Augarian Anthem, Male Leader

Oh friends, not these tones!
Rather, let us raise our voices in more pleasing
And more joyful sounds!
Joy! Joy!

Joy, beautiful spark of divinity*
Daughter of Elysium,
We enter, drunk with fire,
Into your sanctuary, heavenly (daughter)!
Your magic reunites
What custom strictly divided.
All men become brothers,
Where your gentle wing rests.

Whoever has had the great fortune
To be a friend's friend,
Whoever has won a devoted wife,
Join in our jubilation!
Indeed, whoever can call even one soul,
His own on this earth!
And whoever was never able to, must creep
Tearfully away from this band!

Joy all creatures drink
At the breasts of nature;
All good, all bad
Follow her trail of roses.
Kisses she gave us, and wine,
A friend, proved in death;
Pleasure was given to the worm,
And the cherub stands before God.
Before God!

Glad, as His suns fly
Through the Heaven's glorious design,
Run, brothers, your path,
Joyful, as a hero to victory.

Be embraced, millions!
This kiss for the whole world!
Brothers, above the starry canopy
Must a loving Father dwell.
Do you bow down, millions?
Do you sense the Creator, world?
Seek Him beyond the starry canopy!
Beyond the stars must He dwell.

Be embraced, you millions!
This kiss for the whole world!
Brothers, beyond the star-canopy
Must a loving Father dwell.
Be embraced,
This kiss for the whole world!
Joy, beautiful spark of divinity,
Daughter of Elysium,
Joy, beautiful spark of divinity
Divinity!

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O Freunde, nicht diese Töne!
Sondern laßt uns angenehmere anstimmen,
und freudenvollere.
Freude! Freude!

Freude, schöner Götterfunken*
Tochter aus Elysium,
Wir betreten feuertrunken,
Himmlische, dein Heiligtum!
Deine Zauber binden wieder
Was die Mode streng geteilt;
Alle Menschen werden Brüder,
Wo dein sanfter Flügel weilt.

Wem der große Wurf gelungen,
Eines Freundes Freund zu sein;
Wer ein holdes Weib errungen,
Mische seinen Jubel ein!
Ja, wer auch nur eine Seele
Sein nennt auf dem Erdenrund!
Und wer's nie gekonnt, der stehle
Weinend sich aus diesem Bund!

Freude trinken alle Wesen
An den Brüsten der Natur;
Alle Guten, alle Bösen
Folgen ihrer Rosenspur.
Küße gab sie uns und Reben,
Einen Freund, geprüft im Tod;
Wollust ward dem Wurm gegeben,
Und der Cherub steht vor Gott.
Vor Gott!

Froh, wie seine Sonnen fliegen
Durch des Himmels prächt'gen Plan,
Laufet, Brüder, eure Bahn,
Freudig, wie ein Held zum Siegen.

Seid umschlungen, Millionen!
Diesen Kuß der ganzen Welt!
Brüder, über'm Sternenzelt
Muss ein lieber Vater wohnen.
Ihr stürzt nieder, Millionen?
Ahnest du den Schöpfer, Welt?
Such' ihn über'm Sternenzelt!
Über Sternen muss er wohnen.

Finale repeats the words:
Seid umschlungen, Millionen!
Diesen Kuß der ganzen Welt!
Brüder, über'm Sternenzelt
Muss ein lieber Vater wohnen.
Seid umschlungen,
Diesen Kuß der ganzen Welt!
Freude, schöner Götterfunken
Tochter aus Elysium,
Freude, schöner Götterfunken
Götterfunken!

[Catholic Cornwall]

1

When Britain first, at Heaven's command
Arose from out the azure main;
This was the charter of the land,
And guardian angels sang this strain:
"Rule, Britannia! rule the waves:
"Britons never will be slaves."
2

The nations, not so blest as thee,
Must, in their turns, to tyrants fall;
While thou shalt flourish great and free,
The dread and envy of them all.
"Rule, Britannia! rule the waves:
"Britons never will be slaves."
3

Still more majestic shalt thou rise,
More dreadful, from each foreign stroke;
As the loud blast that tears the skies,
Serves but to root thy native oak.
"Rule, Britannia! rule the waves:
"Britons never will be slaves."
4

Thee haughty tyrants ne'er shall tame:
All their attempts to bend thee down,
Will but arouse thy generous flame;
But work their woe, and thy renown.
"Rule, Britannia! rule the waves:
"Britons never will be slaves."
5

To thee belongs the rural reign;
Thy cities shall with commerce shine:
All thine shall be the subject main,
And every shore it circles thine.
"Rule, Britannia! rule the waves:
"Britons never will be slaves."
6

The Muses, still with freedom found,
Shall to thy happy coast repair;
Blest Isle! With matchless beauty crown'd,
And manly hearts to guard the fair.
"Rule, Britannia! rule the waves:
"Britons never will be slaves."

[West Guiana]

Mostly we play the national anthem of the former USSR
Unoffical National Anthem of The Democratic republic of West Guiana

[Khytenna]

May the Six islands Stand Free:

The six islands are standing free
Kyhtenna will rejoice aloud
Our lands now stand for liberty
Lets fly our flag of the proud

let our sacrifice be not untold
let the people grow healthy
the nations will begin to fear of confidence
our freedoms we will uphold

Khytenna Stand united
Khytenna the mighty
Khytenna stand united
May the six islands stand free!


Royal anthem:

Long live the duke
for you rule for the people
long live the duke
may gold be your path
and may your rule
Bring freedom to
our beloved isles!

[Old Tyrannia]

The Imperial National Anthem, Deliver Him In Glory, was written around 1306 by an unknown minstrel. Though there are many variants, the official version reads;

In the realm of darkness,
In the shadows of the night,
Our thoughts and minds are guided,
By one single light,
He who shines eternal,
Long may his reign last,
Over our great land of pride,
Deliver him to us.

May the Gods bless our Emperor,
And deliver him to us,
Gods save the Emperor,
And deliver him in glory.

Long may he reign,
Our monarch and deity,
North, south and east we march,
Hail our Emperor almighty.

May the Gods bless our Emperor,
And deliver him to us,
Gods save the Emperor,
And deliver him in glory.

And as the light dims,
And his reign is over,
Safe passage may thou grant him,
Our Emperor divine.

May the Gods bless our Emperor,
And deliver him to us,
Gods save the Emperor,
And deliver him in glory.

[Living Freedom Land]

"You Don't Mess Around With Living Freedom Land"

(As recorded by Jim Crocidillian)
JIM CROCIDILLIAN

Uptown got its hustlers
The bowery got its bums
Forty Second Street got Big Living Freedom Land
He a pool shootin' son of a gun
Yeah he big and dumb as a man can come
But he's stronger than a country hoss
And when the bad folks all get together at night
You know they all call Big Living Freedom Land, just because

And they say you don't tug on Superman's cape
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask off an 'ole Lone Ranger
And you don't mess around with Living Freedom Land

Well outa South Alabama come a country boy
He said I'm lookin' for a man named Living Freedom Land
I am a pool shootin' boy, my name is Willie McCoy
But down home they call me other Living Freedom Land
Yeah I'm lookin' for the king of Forty Second Street
He drive an old drop-top Cadillac
And last week he took all my money, and it may sound funny
But I've come to get my money back
And everybody say Living Freedom Land, ooh don't you know

That you don't tug on Superman's cape
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask off an 'ole Lone Ranger
And you don't mess around with Living Freedom Land

Well a hush fell over the pool room
And Living Freedom Land come boppin' in off the street
And when the cuttin' was done
The only part that wasn't bloody was the soles of
The big man's feet, woah
Yeah he were cut in 'bout a hundred places
And he was shot in a couple more
And you better believe they sung a different kind of story
When a Big Living Freedom Land hit the floor, aw

Now they say you don't tug on Superman's cape
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask off an 'ole Lone Ranger
And you don't mess around with the other Living Freedom Land

(Spoken)
Yeah Big Living Freedom Land got his hat, find out where it's at
And it's not hustling people strange to you
Even if do got a two piece custom made pool cue...yea

Now they say you don't tug on Superman's cape
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask off an 'ole Lone Ranger
And you don't mess around with the other Living Freedom Land.

[Imeriata]

1. Nar lifet har släckt alla lyktor ach last
Ach solen gått ner bakom bergen
Nar jag står ach skakar i kyla ach blost
Ach fingrarna frusit till märgen

Da lengtar jag him, bortom hav, bortom land
Langt ifrån prablem ach slit
Till itt rike som äro smyckat med sivler ach guld
Där jag möts av itt välkommen hit


2. Nar hunger ach kyla har blivit min lott
Ach mitt lif inte gett mig itt äta
Nar jag ligger ansam, far Pigan har gått
Ach jag vill blott dö och förgäta


Da lengtar jag him, bortom hav, bortom land
Langt ifrån prablem ach slit
Till itt rike som äro smyckat med sivler ach guld
Där jag möts av itt välkommen hit


3. Nar vännerna tystnat och jag lagt mig ner
För att vila ach aldrig mer talla
Nar fingrarna stillnat och röro sig ej mer
Ach döden haro tagit min tunga


Da kommer jag him, bortom hav, bortom land
Langt ifrån prablem ach slit
Till itt rike som äro smyckat med sivler ach guld
Där jag möts av itt välkommen hit

Da kommer jag him, bortom hav, bortom land
Langt ifrån prablem ach slit
Till itt rike som äro smyckat med sivler ach guld
Där jag möts av itt välkommen hit


Melody (the Lyrics have been changed a bit)
Translation:
1. When life have turned off the lights and locked the doors
And the sun sets behinds the mountains
When I stand and shake in the cold and the wind
And my fingers are frozen to the bones.

Then do I miss home far beyond the ocean and the land
Far from problems and hardship
To a realm decorated with silver and gold
where I am welcomed with a you are welcome here


2. When starvation and cold have been my destiny
And my life have not given me something to eat
When I lay alone because the girl has left
And I will just die and be forgotten


Then do I miss home far beyond the ocean and the land
Far from problems and hardship
To a realm decorated with silver and gold
Where I am welcomed with a you are welcome here


3. When my friends have been grown silence and I have lain down
To rest and never to speak again
When my fingers have stopped moving never to move again
And death have stolen my speech


Then do I return home far beyond the ocean and the land
Far from problems and hardship
To a realm decorated with silver and gold
where I am welcomed with a you are welcome here

Then do I return home far beyond the ocean and the land
Far from problems and hardship
To a realm decorated with silver and gold
where I am welcomed with a you are welcome here

[Bondi-New Wales]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3rYxilXa ... re=related

[United Southernours]

God Save the South
I.
God save the South, God save the South,
Her altars and firesides, God save the South!
Now that the war is nigh, now that we arm to die,
Chanting our battle cry, "Freedom or death!"
Chanting our battle cry, "Freedom or death!"

II.
God be our shield, at home or afield,
Stretch Thine arm over us, strengthen and save.
What tho' they're three to one, forward each sire and son,
Strike till the war is won, strike to the grave!
Strike till the war is won, strike to the grave!

III.
God made the right stronger than might,
Millions would trample us down in their pride.
Lay Thou their legions low, roll back the ruthless foe,
Let the proud spoiler know God's on our side.
Let the proud spoiler know God's on our side.

IV.
Hark honor's call, summoning all.
Summoning all of us unto the strife.
Sons of the South, awake! Strike till the brand shall break,
Strike for dear Honor's sake, Freedom and Life!
Strike for dear Honor's sake, Freedom and Life!

V.
Rebels before, our fathers of yore.
Rebel's the righteous name Davis bore.
Why, then, be ours the same, the name that he snatched from shame,
Making it first in fame, foremost in war.
Making it first in fame, foremost in war.

VI.
War to the hilt, theirs be the guilt,
Who fetter the free man to ransom the slave.
Up then, and undismay'd, sheathe not the battle blade,
Till the last foe is laid low in the grave!
Till the last foe is laid low in the grave!

VII.
God save the South, God save the South,
Dry the dim eyes that now follow our path.
Still let the light feet rove safe through the orange grove,
Still keep the land we love safe from Thy wrath.
Still keep the land we love safe from Thy wrath.

VIII.
God save the South, God save the South,
Her altars and firesides, God save the South!
For the great war is nigh, and we will win or die,
Chanting our battle cry, "Freedom or death!"
Chanting our battle cry, "Freedom or death!"

[Saurisia]

Saurisia, land of Prehistoric Species
long thought extinct,
now rose from the ashes of extinction
to become a nation free and true.

(REPEAT 1x)

Now the mighty Dinosaurs
that once ruled the Earth,
can now be a nation
that is great and prosperous.

(REPEAT 1x)

May those who dare harm us
die a thousand deaths
and their maggot infested corpses
strew across the field,
as Dinosaurs are alive
once more!

(REPEAT 1x)

[Polkopia]

The National Anthem Of Polkopia!


ENGLISH VERSION
From the crystal blue sea
Where the sea life has always prospered.
To the lush, green forests
Where many animals make their home.

Where is this land?
What can it mean?
It means this is the greatest land of all.
The land of Polkopia.

I salute this flag.
Black as night, where nothing can be seen.
Red as the blood of our enemies.
Yellow as the sun.
Which shines overhead.
Our holy nation.
I salute thee.


POLKOPIAN TRANSLATION
Grot po crystallin bulk ma news
Woren po gyen kasen die nafro matrews.
Ru po mash, fren forista
Woren bany mamala zewna dier gotren.

Woren ti fron yunik?
Tak van si lahn?
Si lahne fron ti po trinasthavo yunik brot fret
Po yunik fret Pulknopian.

Enn fledge fron grashna.
Dahrk ash prett, woren vat van ehb See.
Treed ash po narot brot ur manchastie.
Marta ash po kett
Watch sinn gretto
Tur vrep wetion
Edd fledge thee.

[Gutia]

Tune for the Song to Gutia

Oh, Gutia!
Oh, Gutia!
Your forests, your dense forests are the envy of the world.
The moose he lives there in the proud woods.
People of Gutia rejoice!
Grindel, Elog and Ulin, we are all Gutian!
Oh, Gutia!
Oh, Gutia!

Oh, Gutia!
Oh, Gutia!
Your lakes, your deep and blue lakes, filled with fish.
The grandeur and beuty of Gutia is surpassed by none!
People of Gutia rejoice!
Oh, Gutia!
Oh, Gutia!

Oh, Gutia!
Oh, Gutia!
We fight for you! Our motherland, for Gutia!
May Gutia always be free!
People of Gutia rejoice!
Oh, Gutia!
Oh, Gutia!

[Urmanian]

The Greater Pony Herd doesn't have an official anthem, but these two songs are often used in place of a national anthem:

The Poninternationale

Arise, ye ponies from your slumber,
Arise, ye prisoners of want.
For reason in revolt now thunders,
and at last ends the age of cant!
Away with all your superstitions,
Servile masses, arise, arise!
We'll change henceforth the old tradition,
And spurn the dust to win the prize!
So comrades, come rally,
And the last fight let us face.
The Poninternationale,
Unites the pony race.
So comrades, come rally,
And the last fight let us face.
The Poninternationale,
Unites the pony race.

Friendship is Magic

My Little Pony, My Little Pony
Ahh ahh ahh ahh…
My Little Pony
I used to wonder what friendship could be
My Little Pony
Until you all shared its magic with me:
Big adventure, tons of fun,
A beautiful heart, faithful and strong,
Sharing kindness, it's an easy feat,
And magic makes it all complete, yeah!
My Little Ponies
Do you know you're all my very best friends?