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Anthem of the Chechen Republic Ichkeria

We were born at night when the She-wolf whelped
In the morning, under lions’ howl we were given our names
In eagles’ nests our Mothers nursed us,
To tame bulls our Fathers taught us.

To people and Native Land we were devoted our Mothers,
And if they need us – we’ll bravely rise
We grew up free, together with the mountain eagles,
Difficulties and obstacles we overcame with dignity

Granite rocks will sooner melt like lead,
Than we shall lose our nobility in life and struggle.
The Earth will sooner be breached in the burning Sun,
Than we will be entombed in soil, our Honour lost,

Never we’ll appear submissive before anybody,
Death or Freedom – we can choose only one way.
Our Sisters cure our wounds with their songs,
The eyes of beloved raise us to the feat of arms.

If hunger gets us down –we’ll gnaw the roots.
If thirst takes over us – we-ll drink the grass dew.
We were born at night when the she0wolf whelped.
Nation, Native Land and God, - we serve them only.

 

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