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The National Anthemn of the [[Federal Republic of Cyberia]] | The National Anthemn of the [[Federal Republic of Cyberia]] | ||
When Cyberia first at Heav'n's command | When Cyberia first at Heav'n's command | ||
Arose from out the azure main; | |||
This was the charter of the land, | Arose from out the azure main; | ||
And guardian angels sang this strain; | |||
This was the charter of the land, | |||
And guardian angels sang this strain; | |||
Rule, Cyberia! Cyberia, rule the waves: | Rule, Cyberia! Cyberia, rule the waves: |
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Rule Cyberia
(the tune: http://www.telegoons.org/Sounds/Rule_Britannia.mid)
The National Anthemn of the Federal Republic of Cyberia
When Cyberia first at Heav'n's command
Arose from out the azure main;
This was the charter of the land,
And guardian angels sang this strain;
Rule, Cyberia! Cyberia, rule the waves:
Cyberians never will be slaves.
The nations not so blest as thee, Shall in their turns to tyrants fall; While thou shalt flourish great and free, The dread and envy of them all.
Rule, Cyberia! Cyberia, rule the waves: Cyberians never will be slaves.
Still more majestic shalt thou rise, More dreadful from each foreign stroke; As the loud blast that tears the skies, Serves but to root thy native oak.
Rule, Cyberia! Cyberia, rule the waves:
Cyberians never will be slaves. Thee haughty tyrants ne'er shall tame, All their attempts to bend thee down Will but arouse thy generous flame; But work their woe, and thy renown.
Rule, Cyberia! Cyberia, rule the waves: Cyberians never will be slaves.
To thee belongs the rural reign; They cities shall with commerce shine; All thine shall be the subject main, And every shore it circles thine.
Rule, Cyberia! Cyberia, rule the waves: Cyberians never will be slaves.
The Muses, still with freedom found, Shall to thy happy coast repair; Blest Isle! With matchless beauty crowned, And manly hearts to juide the fair.
Rule, Cyberia! Cyberia, rule the waves: Cyberians never will be slaves.