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Our Fatherland" [a] is the national anthem of Armenia. It was arranged by Parsegh Ganatchian ; the lyrics were written by Mikayel Nalbandian . First adopted in 1918 as the anthem of the short-lived First Republic of Armenia , it was subsequently banned after the country was invaded by then incorporated into the Soviet Union .
The song was popular with members of Polish socialist and agrarian movements and became an anthem of the Polish People's Army during World War II. Warszawianka (The Song of Warsaw or Whirlwinds of Danger, 1905) A revolutionary song written in 1879 by socialist Wacław Święcicki imprisoned in the Warsaw Citadel.
The award was presented to them at a solemn event in Svilajnac, at the crowded city stadium, and the performance of the winning song was accompanied by chanting and choir singing of the enthusiastic audience. The video for the song "We love you, our homeland" was declared the most beautiful and most often broadcast video on RTS programs in 1999.
A version printed in 1833 in a collection of traditional and patriotic songs gives the title An das Vaterland ("To the Fatherland"), with the tune identified as that of "Heil! unserm Bunde Heil!". [9] The following gives the original text of the 1811 version alongside the text of the full seven verses as current in the 1830s.
Germany, our fatherland. Triumph over bygone sorrow, Can in unity be won. For we shall attain a morrow, When over our Germany, 𝄆 There's the shining sun! 𝄇 II 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.
The song was known as "Den Tur Nashon Nos Patria Ta Poko Konosí" ("In Every Nation Our Fatherland Is Little Known"). During the celebrations, the pupils of a local elementary school, the St. Jozefschool, sang this to the melody of the Tyrolean hymn " Andreas-Hofer-lied ".
Our song consecrateth the ancestral land. Memories of ancestors gloriously return, each time we mention our ancestral roots. Hearts swelling with pride and glowing cheeks hail the beloved, the sacred name; Our spirits fly to the foregone ages, Beholding our fatherland's glory; Warriors walked along the peaks of Dovre,
4 God of our fathers, now we stand, United in eternal bond, In death, we reach our father land, With Christ, our Savior, and our God. With grateful hearts, we sing Thy praise, For all the wonders Thou hast done, And as we journeyed through life's maze, We’d trust the Father, Ghost, and Son.