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The Hora of Unity (Romanian: Hora Unirii) is a poem by Vasile Alecsandri, published in 1856. The music of the song was composed by Alexandru Flechtenmacher (ro). The song is sung and danced especially on January 24, when Romanian United Principalities united in 1859. It can very well be considered Romania's own version of the American national slogan "United We Stand".
Union Hora - 1859 after the reception from the Athenaeum, which followed the elections of Alexandru Ioan Cuza as prince of Moldavia on January 5 and prince of the Romanian Country on January 24.
Hora of Unity
Let's join hands,
Those with Romanian hearts
To go round the dance of brotherhood
On Romania's land!
May the bad seed disappear
May the enmity in the country be gone
Let there only be
Flowers and kindness among us!
Hey Wallachian, hey neighbor
Come join me,
Unity through life
And brotherhood through death!
A single man is weak
During sorrows and pains
Where there are more
The enemy cannot overcome!
We are sons of the same mother
The same origin and kind
Like two joined pines
Like the light of two eyes!
We carry the same name
The world knows our name
I am your brother and you are mine
We have the same heart beating in our chests!
Come to Milcov, hurry
To dry it in one sip
So that the great road
Shall p our old borders,
And so that the sacred sun
Shall shine upon a day of celebration
Upon our brotherly dance
On the Romanian fields!
Union Hora - 1859 after the reception from the Athenaeum, which followed the elections of Alexandru Ioan Cuza as prince of Moldavia on January 5 and prince of the Romanian Country on January 24.Hora of Unity
Let's join hands,
Those with Romanian hearts
To go round the dance of brotherhood
On Romania's land!
May the bad seed disappear
May the enmity in the country be gone
Let there only be
Flowers and kindness among us!
Hey Wallachian, hey neighbor
Come join me,
Unity through life
And brotherhood through death!
A single man is weak
During sorrows and pains
Where there are more
The enemy cannot overcome!
We are sons of the same mother
The same origin and kind
Like two joined pines
Like the light of two eyes!
We carry the same name
The world knows our name
I am your brother and you are mine
We have the same heart beating in our chests!
Come to Milcov, hurry
To dry it in one sip
So that the great road
Shall p our old borders,
And so that the sacred sun
Shall shine upon a day of celebration
Upon our brotherly dance
On the Romanian fields!
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