The Romanian language keeps us home,
it carries longing through fields and loam.
It grows within the soul, both calm and right,
the ancient tale that never fades from sight.

In Romanian speech, we find our might,
joy and longing, pure and bright.
It gathers us, it holds our core,
within our hearts it lives evermore.

The Romanian tongue is my pride,
an ancient root that will not hide.
Through it we live and will recall,
a nation strong, that shall not fall.

31.08.2025
Andrei GUȚU