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Current Deltarian AnthemEdit

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«God, protect the Czar!
Strong and majestic,
Reign for glory, For our glory!
Reign to foes' fear,
Patriarchal Czar.
God, protect the Czar!»



Previous Deltarian AnthemsEdit

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«Deltaria, Deltaria
The land to which we're born
Deltaria, Deltaria
The land to which we've sworn

Mighty bastion of liberty
Standing tall against the cruel
We love our mighty Republic
We're united by its rule

Deltaria, Deltaria
The land to which we're born
Deltaria, Deltaria
The land to which we've sworn

We'll fight for peace and freedom
In our dark or greates time
Onwards in our union
Our pride the bells will chime

Deltaria, Deltaria
The land to which we're born
Deltaria, Deltaria
The land to which we've sworn

Forever standing, forever free
Place where my heart longs to be
Boldly facing eternity
Deltaria! Deltaria! Deltaria!»


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«Ehey uchnem,
Ehey uchnem,
Ešte raz, ešte raz, to je co ja chcem

Ideme všetci orat' na poli
Teraz pracujme, raz, dva, tri
Ay-da-da, ay-da,
Ay-da-da, ay-da,
Ideme všetci orat' na poli
Ehey uchnem,
Hey, hey, pracujme celý den
Slnku spievajme piesen

Ehey uchnem,
Ehey uchnem,
Ešte raz, ešte raz, to je co ja chcem

Zbierame úrodu na jesen,
Slnku spievajme piesen
Ay-da-da, ay-da,
Ay-da-da, ay-da,
Slnku spievajme piesen
Hey, hey, pracujme celý den
Slnku spievajme piesen

Ehey uchnem,
Ehey uchnem,
Ešte raz, ešte raz, to je no ja chcem

Náš národ, si naša hrdost'
Prinášaš nášmu l'udu radost'
Ay-da-da, ay-da,
Ay-da-da, ay-da,
Náš národ, si naša hrdost'
Prinášaš nášmu l'udu radost'

Ehey uchnem,
Ehey uchnem,
Ehey uchnem,
Ehey uchnem.

»
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«Yo, heave-ho,
Yo, heave-ho,
Once more, once more, this is what I want,

We all go to plough the field,
Now we'll work, one, two, three,
Ay-da-da, ay-da,
Ay-da-da, ay-da,
We all go to plough the field,
Yo, heave-ho,
Hey, hey, let's work all day,
And sing our song in the sun,

Yo, heave-ho,
Yo, heave-ho,
Once more, once more, this is what I want,

We all collect Autumn's harvest,
And sing our song in the sun,
Ay-da-da, ay-da,
Ay-da-da, ay-da,
And sing our song in the sun,
Hey, hey, let's work all day,
And sing our song in the sun,

Yo, heave-ho,
Yo, heave-ho,
Once more, once more, this is what I want,

Our nation, you are our pride,
You bring joy to the people,
Ay-da-da, ay-da,
Ay-da-da, ay-da,
Our nation, you are our pride,
You bring joy to the people,

Yo, heave-ho,
Yo, heave-ho,
Yo, heave-ho,
Yo, heave-ho.

»



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«We of Deltársko do boldly go
To carve our place in history
And we will show that we do know
Life's darkest mystery
The bell it tolls for all our souls
Yet we shed not a single tear
For we fan the coals and we reach our goals
And know that Heaven is so near

We of Darali cry Nazdravie
As we raise our laud'num high
To banish thee of the Nádašdy
To happy floating in the sky
Twixt ebbs and lulls and peasant culls
Boh's Children are never alone
As our dagger dulls on the grinning skulls
On which we have built our throne

We Ushalande so blessed be
Raise glasses and shout Noroc
To the Kalistani Aristocracy
And their union to our stock
With history proud made of woven shroud
And grim boxes carved of pine
And our laughter loud will reach to cloud
When we sport and drink and dine

In Doron Akigo we truly know
The true value of our toil
The fields we sow so brightly glow
Blessed we are with lighted soil
Land of Communists and civil unrests
Where life bears a heavy toll
But the poisoned mist won't make us desist

To raise our glasses and cry Skål
We of Dissuwa so blessed we are
For every second of time
Land of malcontents and tenements
Where the bodies burn in lime
Beneath the grounds in the burial mounds
And the otroks live in fear
As the police make rounds with their baying hounds
And more otroks disappear

We of Alazinder are quick to disinter
Skull, ribs, backbone and shins
Another mangy cur to the Seat of Peter
To stand trial for his sins
As the synod reigns over sin that stains
From Upir and Incubus
For our blessed gains are the Heavenly planes
Where Boh watches over us»
(We of Deltársko)


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«Deltaria, Deltaria
The land to which we're born
Deltaria, Deltaria
The land to which we've sworn

Mighty bastion of liberty
Standing tall against the cruel
We love our mighty Republic
And surrender to its rule
We'll fight the filthy Quanzaris
And amass our armies, brave
We'll kill their wives and children
And dig them a communal grave

Deltaria, Deltaria
The land to which we're born
Deltaria, Deltaria
The land to which we've sworn

We'll fight for peace and freedom
In our dark and troubling time
And we'll wrap Quanzar in a winding sheet
And a layer of burning lime
We'll fortify this peaceful land
And rain fire on Quanzar's pigs
And the traitors to the Majesty
Will be dancing hempen jigs

»
(Burn Quanzar's Pigs, anthem of the former Republic of Deltaria during the quanzar Crisis)


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«Glory, glory to the Bátory-Nádašdys
Under them we fear no bloody wars
And welcome dread disease
We're only filthy peasant scum
And serve on bloodied knees
We're pleased to die in thousands
Because we just exist to please
The Sl'achta can whip us till we die
Or lynch us from the trees
The Otrok toils on

Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
The Otrok toils on

Glory, glory to us slaves under their gun
We suffer all and every day
And we're forbidden any fun
We dance to genital electrodes
In the bowels of Gulag One
We're happy to be locked away
And never again see the sun
And we'll wash all of our pain away
With pints of full-hop laudenum
The Otrok toils on

Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
Glory, glory hallelujah
The Otrok toils on

Glory, glory to our fates so firmly set
Pleasing our beloved Sl'achta
Is the only pleasure that we get
We arise every single day with the sun
And work our bodies stiff and raw until sunset
We spill our red krv by the gallon
And stain their battlefields so wet
We owe our lives to our mighty Sl'achta
And we're desperate to pay our debt
The Otrok toils on»
(The Otrok Toils On, anthem of the Dynastic Oligarchy of Deltaria)

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