Hino da Romênia

Wake up, Romanians, from the sleep of death
In which they buried you, barbarian tyrants
(Barbarians of tyrants!)
Now or never carve out another destiny
To which even your cruel enemies will worship!
(And your cruel enemies!)

Now or never, let's prove it to the world
That in these hands still flows, Roman blood (Roman blood!)
And we proudly keep a name on our chests
Victorious in battles, a name of Trajan!
(A name of Trajan!)

Look, great shadows, Mihai, Stefan, Corvine
Romanian nation, your great-grandchildren
(You have your great-grandchildren!)
With armed arms, with your fire, he comes
Life in freedom! Or death! " Everyone shouted
(Death times!" Everyone shouts)

Priests, with the cross on your forehead because the army is Christian
Its motto is freedom, and its most holy purpose
(And its most holy purpose!)
We die better in battle, with full glory
Than to be slaves again, in our old land
(In our old land!)
We die better in battle, with full glory
Than to be slaves again, in our old land
(In our old land!)