Slania's Song

Catoues caletoi
Urit namantas anrimius
Ro- te isarnilin -urextont
Au glannabi rhenus
Ad ardus alpon
Tou' magisa matua
Tou' brigas iuerilonas.

Budinas bardon
Clouos canenti
Anuanon anmaruon
Cauaron colliton
Adio- biuotutas robirtont
Uolin cridili
Are rilotuten atrilas.

A ulati, mon atron
A brogi'm cumbrogon!
Exs tou' uradiu uorrobirt
Cenetlon clouision
Cauaron caleton.

A blatu blande bitos biuon!
A m' atriia, a ma helvetia!

Tou' mnas et genetas
Tigernias, tecas
Tou' uiroi uertamoi
In sose cantle cingeton
In- gutoues -beronti
Cante cladibu in lame
Exsrextos canumi.

[English translation:]

Grim battles
Against countless foes
Have steeled you
From the shores of the Rhine
To the top of the Alps
Your fair meadows
Your rank heathlands.

The choirs of bards
Sing the glory
Of the undying names
Of fallen heroes
That gave their lives
Their blood
For the freedom of their fatherland.

Oh Sovereignty of my fathers
Oh land of my countrymen!
From your root sprang
A glorious nation
Of dure heroes.

Oh dulcet blossom of the living world!
Oh my fatherland, oh my Helvetia!

Your woman and maids
Noble and fair
Your highest men
To this bravesong
They join in
The sword in my hand
Stand up and sing.