The sun rises on our lush land,
Where friends work, hand to hand.
Where family live, a pleasant place.
Where people learn, a Student race.

Our people, happy as can be,
No quarrels, help is always free.
Never scared, our light never fades.
Forever rich, with brothers we trade.

When the bell of war, chimes it song.
We turn from the light, fight the wrong.
But fear not my brothers, remember who you are,
Dacian, through and through, spre victorie