A treasure is our tongue that surges 
From deep shadows of the past, 
Chain of precious stones that scattered 
All over our ancient land. 
 
A burning flame is our tongue 
Amidst a people waking 
From a deathly sleep, no warning, 
Like the brave man of the stories. 
 
Our tongue is the greenest leaf 
Of the everlasting forests, 
Gentle river Nistru's ripples 
Hiding starlight bright and shining. 
 
Our tongue is more than holy, 
Words of homilies of old 
Wept and sung perpetually 
In the homesteads of our folks. 
 
A treasure will spring up swiftly 
From deep shadows of the past, 
Chain of precious stones that scattered 
All over our ancient land. 


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Moldova
"Limba Noastra" (Our Tongue)

Words by:Alexei Mateevici
Music by:Alexandru Cristi
Adopted:1994

This neighbour of Romania, with which also shares a language (called "Romanian"
in Romania and "Moldovan" in Moldova), and once proposed to reintegrate with
that nation, also used the Romanian anthem for the first few years after its
1991 independence from the Soviet Union. Its new anthem was adopted in 1994.
Originally a 12 verse poem, only stanzas 1, 2, 5, 9, and 12 make up the
present-day anthem.

See also: Moldova_(1945-1991), Romania, Transdniester.
