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TommyGunDaliani

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#31 16 years ago

Welcome back coolguy

*coughs*thissoundsbetter*coughs Fratelli d'Italia L'Italia s'è desta Dell'elmo di Scipio S'è cinta la testa. Dove'è la Vittoria?. Le porga la chioma; Chè schiava di Roma Iddio la creò. Stringiamoci a coorte, Siam pronti alla morte: Italia chiamò!

Noi siamo da secoli Calpesti e derisi, Perchè non siam popolo, Perchè siam divisi; Raccolgaci un'unica Bandiera, un speme; Di fonderci insieme; Già l'ora suonò. Stringiamoci a coorte, Siam pronti alla morte: Italia chiamò!

Uniamoci, amiamoci; L'unione e l'amore Rivelano ai popoli Le vie del Signore: Giuriamo far libero Il suolo natío; Uniti per Dio Chi vincer ci può?. Stringiamoci a coorte, Siam pronti alla morte: Italia chiamò!

Dall'Alpi a Sicilia Dovunque è Legnano Ogni uom di Ferruccio: Ha il cuor e la mano. I bimbi d'Italia Si chiamano Balilla: Il suon d'ogni squilla I vespri suonò. Stringiamoci a coorte, Siam pronti alla morte: Italia chiamò!

Son giunchi che piegano Le spade vendute: Già l'Aquila d'Austria Le penne ha perdute. Il sangue d'Italia E il sangue polacco Bevè col Cosacco Ma il cor le bruciò Stringiamoci a coorte Siam pronti alla morte: Italia chiamò!




Skorz

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#32 16 years ago

:stallard:

MAAMME

Oi maamme, Suomi, synnyinmaa, soi, sana kultainen. Ei laaksoa, ei kukkulaa, ei vettä, rantaa rakkaampaa, kuin kotimaa tää pohjoinen, maa kallis isien. On maamme köyhä, siksi jää, jos kultaa kaivannet. Sen vieras kyllä hylkäjää, mut meille kallein maa on tää, sen salot, saaret, manteret ne meist on kultaiset. Ovatpa meille rakkahat koskemme kuohuineen, ikuisten honkain huminat, täht´yömme, kesät kirkkahat, kaikk´kuvineen ja lauluineen mi painui sydämeen. Täss auroin, miekoin, miettehin isämme sotivat, kum päivä piili pilvihin tai loisti onnen paistehin, täss Suomen kansan vaikeimmat he vaivat kokivat. Tään kansan taistelut ken voi ne kertoella, ken? Kun sota laaksoissamme soi, ja halla näläntuskan toi, ken mittasi sen hurmehen ja kärsimykset sen? Täss on sen veri virrannut hyväksi meidänkin, täss iloaan on nauttinut ja murheitansa huokaillut se kansa, jolle muinaisin kuormamme pantihin. Tääll´olo meill on verraton ja kaikki suotuisaa, vaikk onni mikä tulkohon, maa isänmaa se meillä on. Mi maailmass on armaampaa ja mikä kallimpaa? Ja tässä, täss´ on tämä maa, sen näkee silmämme. me kättä voimme ojentaa ja vettä rantaa osoittaa ja sanoa: kas tuoss´ on se, maa armas isäimme. Jos loistoon meitä saatettais vaikk´ kultapilvihin, mis itkien ei huoattais, vaan tärkein riemun sielu sais, ois tähän köyhään kotihin haluamme kuitenkin. Totuuden, runon kotimaa maa tuhatjärvinen miss´ elämämme suojan saa, sa muistojen, sa toivon maa, ain ollos, onnees tyytyen, vapaa ja iloinen. Sun kukoistukses kuorestaan se kerran puhkeaa, viel lempemme saa hehkullaan sun toivos, riemus nousemaan, ja kerran, laulus synnyinmaa korkeemman kaiun saa.

OUR LAND

Our land, our land, our fatherland, Let the dear words ring forth! No hills to heaven their heights expand, No valley dips, seas wash no strand, More cherished than our home far north, Than this our native land. Our land is poor, it has no hold On those who lust for gain, And strangers pass it proud and cold, But we, we treasure every grain, For us, with moor and fell and main, It is a land of gold. We love the thunder of our streams, Our torrent's headlong bound, Our gloomy forests' mournful themes, Our starry nights, our summer's beams, All, all that here by sight or sound About our hearts is wound. Here fought our fathers their good fight With brain and plough and blade. When skies were sullen or were bright, When all went ill, when all went right, The Finnish heart bore undismayed The burden on it laid. O who can reckon up the tale Of trials this folk withstood, When battle raged o'er hill and dale, When frost brought famine in its trail, Who measures all of its outpoured blood And all its fortitude? And it was here they fought and bled For us, those men of yore, And it was here their joys were bred And it was here their tears were shed, Those who for us our burdens bore So many years before. This is a sweet and lovely spot, All, all we need lies here. However fate may cast our lot A land, a homeland, we have got.. And what is worthier, far or near, To cherish and hold dear? And here around us lies this land Too near for sight to miss, We have but to stretch forth our hand And gladly point to lake and strand, And pointing say: See this and this, Our fatherland it is! And were we wafted to the skies, Their golden fields to till, Should life become a paradise With no more tears and no more sighs, Yet this poor land of ours would still Our hearts with longing fill. Land, which a thousand lakelets hast, Where song and honor dwell! Shore upon which our life was cast, Land of our future and our past! Let not thy poverty thee quell, Be free, rejoice, live well! Thy bloom, a tender bud till now, Shall burst its bounds ere long; See from our love for thee shall grow Thy hope and joy, thy fame shall glow, And ringing louder and more strong To Finland raise our song.

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Coolguy

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#33 16 years ago

Heheh, I'm currently listening to 'Maamme, vart land'

:)




StukaAce#1

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#34 16 years ago

found that anthem on some website copy and paste ;)

didnt expect me to recite it from memory did ye?