เนื้อเพลง
Flowers bloom on the Silvanopolis' mountains
The golden sun spreads gold there
Corrupted enemies always flee like the wind
Such is fate, oh strange mother
My blood be forgiven for the glorious principles of Silvanism.
I sat and stayed on the Silvanopolis' mountains
I wrote the martyrs in my notebook
I embraced the orphans to my bosom
Such is fate, oh strange mother
My blood be forgiven for the beautiful homeland.
I am a Silvanic son, I want to die for Silvanism
If the soil were thorns, my bed would be my place
May those who turn back be ashamed of Silvan
Such is fate, oh strange mother
My life would be sacrificed for the beautiful homeland.
They planted bombs on the Silvanopolis' mountains
They put the Silvanic flag in front
They strangled the enemy with glorious victories
Such is fate, oh strange mother
My life be sacrificed for Silvanopolis.
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Patriotic Anthem, Nationalistic, Powerful, Unified, Strong, Heroic, orchestra, pride, determination, hope, optimism