Imnul Ortodoxiei Românești

From the Carpathians to the Sea's horizon, the ancestral voice is heard, And in the

country's holy tear, the Romanian sky stretches. Let's sanctify them, Daniil, Stefan, Heaven, masses, witness

to humble sons. Pass, pass, border mountains, Join hands, hands, You Romanians, from afar, let's

be together. Between arms and lit candles, Parascheva, Paisie, Cleopa, In hope, they have remained

forever. Zotic, Patal, Camasie, and Filip, Stand guard from ancient times. Pass, pass, border mountains,

Join hands, hands, You Romanians, you won't be separated. Pass, pass, border mountains, Join hands,

hands, You Romanians, from afar, let's embrace each other. Ancient Dobrugea between waters, May it

be reborn from the first openers, Give us your hospitality from afar, Romania's Holy Creator!

Monasteries and hidden churches among walls with worship, Keep the holy tradition with sacrifice, the

audit of old ancestors. Pass, pass, border mountains, Join hands, hands, You Romanians from afar.

Pass, pass, border mountains, Join hands, hands, You Romanians from afar, let's be together. When

the Lord's word and strong rock, The honor of the country, Christian souls, Saint Basarab

among peoples, May our destiny protect us. Over hearts, hidden tears work, Through holy additions,

souls soften, I want to show myself on earth. Pass, pass, border mountains, Join hands,

hands, You Romanians from afar. Pass, pass, border mountains, Join hands, hands, You Romanians from

afar, let's be together. The river passes between meadows and mines, In the silence of

the leaden past, Iosif and Nicodim in the choir stalls, And Visarion singing in the

stichera. Ardelean stands with power, Through Avram Iancu, Falding, and Vitea, And Ioan, Arsenie, and

Antonie, Sanctified them in difficult times. Pass, pass, border mountains, Join hands, hands, You Romanians

from afar, let's be together. Pass, pass, border mountains, Join hands, hands, You Romanians, from

afar, let's be together. The son of the great city comes, from Codrescu's back, Saint

Joseph, Angel, pure sword, You are a confessor of faith. Our furrow, plows, and knees,

Wrote names of heroes with sacrifice, Each prayer, warmly says, Holy Lord, have mercy on

us. Pass, pass, border mountains, Join hands, hands, You Romanians from afar, let's be together.

Pass, pass, border mountains, Join hands, hands, You Romanians from afar, let's be together. The

ravines of the Banat are lit, With Joseph the fervent intercessor, And Iancu cries out

greetings, Freedom for our people. Under what holy, sweet Romania, Where the doinas sigh in

chorus, It rises to the sky of eternity, A stone, a tear, and longing. Pass,

pass, border mountains, Join hands, hands, You Romanians from afar, let's be together. Pass, pass,

border mountains, Join hands, hands, You Romanians from

afar, let's be together.