God Save the Queen La Marseillaise Hen Wlad Fy Nhadau (Land of My Fathers) Fratelli D'italia (Brothers of Italy)

God Save the Queen La Marseillaise Hen Wlad Fy Nhadau (Land of My Fathers) Fratelli D'italia (Brothers of Italy)

God save the Queen God save our gracious Queen, Long live our noble Queen, God save the Queen ! Send her victorious, Happy and glorious, Long to reign over us, God save the Queen ! La Marseillaise Allons enfants de la Patrie Le jour de gloire est arrivé ! Contre nous de la tyrannie L'étendard sanglant est levé Entendez-vous dans nos campagnes Mugir ces féroces soldats? Ils viennent jusque dans vos bras. Égorger vos fils, vos compagnes! Aux armes citoyens Formez vos bataillons Marchons, marchons Qu'un sang impur Abreuve nos sillons Hen Wlad fy Nhadau (Land of my Fathers) Mae hen wlad fy nhadau yn annwyl i mi, Gwlad beirdd a chantorion, enwogion o fri; Ei gwrol ryfelwyr, gwladgarwyr tra mad, Tros ryddid collasant eu gwaed. Gwlad! Gwlad! pleidiol wyf i'm gwlad Tra môr yn fur i'r bur hoff bau, O bydded i'r hen iaith barhau. Fratelli d’Italia (Brothers of Italy) Fratelli d'Italia L'Italia s'è desta Dell'elmo di Scipio S'è cinta la testa Dov'è la vittoria?! Le porga la chioma Che schiava di Roma Iddio la creò. (2x) Stringiamci a coorte Siam pronti alla morte Siam pronti alla morte L'Italia chiamò. Stringiamci a coorte Siam pronti alla morte Siam pronti alla morte L'Italia chiamò! Amhrán na bhFiann (A Soldier's Song) Sinne Fianna Fáil A tá fé gheall ag Éirinn, buion dár slua Thar toinn do ráinig chugainn, Fé mhóid bheith saor. Sean tír ár sinsir feasta Ní fhagfar fé'n tiorán ná fé'n tráil Anocht a théam sa bhearna bhaoil, Le gean ar Ghaeil chun báis nó saoil Le guna screach fé lámhach na bpiléar Seo libh canaídh Amhrán na bhFiann. Ireland’s Call Come the day and come the hour Come the power and the glory We have come to answer our country's call From the four proud provinces of Ireland Chorus Ireland, Ireland Together standing tall Shoulder to shoulder We'll answer Ireland's call Flower Of Scotland O flower of Scotland When will we see Your like again That fought and died for Your wee bit hill and glen And stood against him Proud Edward's army And sent him homeward Tae think again Those days are passed now And in the past they must remain But we can still rise now And be the nation again And stood against him Proud Edward's army And sent him homeward Tae think again .

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