Marš Pobiede

Marš Pobiede

English: Victory March Listen
National anthem of Luepola
Lyrics	Slobodăn Ković, 1828
Music	Laurens van Overhus, 1837
Adopted	1838 1979 (by the State of Luepola)

March of Victory (Luepolan: Marš Pobiede [ˈmaɾʃ pɔˈbi:de]) is the national anthem of Luepola. Its lyrics were written by Slobodăn Ković in 1828, in the form of a poem that was later adopted as a popular song among the Luepolan populace, who had recently overthrown the Luepolan king Ratimir II and established the First Luepolan Republic. Various composers of the era composed renditions of the poem, but the composition by the Borish composer Laurens van Overhus became the most beloved among the Luepolan populace; his composition, paired with a slightly altered form of the lyrics, was formally adopted as the anthem of Luepola by the Sliet in 1838.

Official uses

Luepolan radio and television stations, by convention, play the anthem at the start and end of their daily broadcasts if the station does not broadcast 24/7. 24/7 stations instead play the anthem at 8:00 AM and 8:00 PM. The first stanza of the anthem is also sung at most official events involving the government or an otherwise national organization.

Lyrics

Luepolan lyrics	Phonetic transcription (IPA)	Translation
Hajde združima hvalu dajati stranu sovránu slobodneg ľudí kde mi držima voľu najvažni, ukúda sve tiraňe kiđali. Iako mi se-tomili v okovah, ruku Neg krétal Otăc najsvéti. Niňe se-ležu lomani v poľah, nikad više naš narod ugnesti.	[xajde zdɾuˈʒima xvalu daˈjati] [stɾaˈnu sɔvɾa:nu ˈslɔbɔdneg ˈʎudi:] [kde mi dɾˈʒima vɔʎu najˈvaʒni] [uˈku:da sve tiɾaɲe kiˈɟali] [ˈjakɔ mi se tɔmili v ɔˈkɔvax] [ˈɾuku neg kɾe:tal ɔtɐ̆ts najˈsve:ti] [niɲe se ˈleʒu lɔmali v ˈpɔʎax] [niˈkad viʃe naʃ naˈɾɔd ugnesti]	Let us join together to give praise to our sovereign country of free peoples where we hold our freedom most dear, and whence the tyrants have been cast. While we languished in the chains of tyranny, The hand of the Holy Lord moved. Today the chains lie shattered in the fields Never again to constrain our people.
Ľupolski narod, Pobieda bližé! Za boj spremite! Ej, hajde na hod!	[ʎupɔlski ˈnaɾɔd] [pɔbi:da ˈbliʒe:] [za ˈbɔj spɾemite] [ej xajˈde na xɔd]	Luepolan nation, Victory is at hand! Prepare for the battle! Hey, let's get going!
Gorah i riekah ťema maršati, i valah mořev ťema plavati. Ali s puškeme, ali s srpime, se-sújeđinu v rátnu družine. Jak Međavláda priedoka davneg rátničnu dušu vi sam že nosé. Znaja istoria pobiede naše, i koda nudžăn, opét ona ťé. Refrén	[gɔɾax i ˈɾi:kax cema maɾʃˈati] [i ˈvalax mɔr̝ev cema plavati] [ali s puʃˈkeme ali s sɾˈpime] [se ˈsu:jeɟinu v ɾa:tnu dɾuˈʒinu] [ˈjak meɟavla:da pɾi:dɔka ˈdavneg] [ˈɾa:tnitʃnu duʃu vi sam ʒe ˈnɔse:] [znaja iˈstɔɾia pɔbi:de ˈnaʃe] [i ˈkɔda nudʒan ɔˈpe:t ɔna ce]	Over rivers and mountains we will march, and over the seas we shall sail. Whether with a rifle, or with a sickle, everyone is gathering into their warbands. Like our ancient forefather, Medivold, So too do you harbor the warrior spirit. History has testified to our victories, and when necessary, will do so once more. Chorus
V visotih Sztrojeka pobiedali nepobiedivne legione Đorske. Po kraju Vosporođ' ostojali neostajavne Véseske sile. Mlávianski narod, pobiednik vhoda, čé slave ciela Patirija znaja, čeja slava tisúti liet živé, i ťe poživi tisúte više. Refrén	[v visɔtix stɾɔˈjeka pɔbi:dˈali] [neˈpɔbi:divne legjɔne ˈɟɔɾske] [pɔ kɾaju ˈvɔspɔɾɔɟ ɔstɔˈjali] [neˈɔstajavne ve:seske ˈsile] [ˈmla:vjanski naɾɔd pɔbi:dnik ˈvxɔda] [ˈtʃe: slave tsi:la patiɾja ˈznaja] [tʃeja slaˈva tisu:ti li:t ˈʒive:] [i ˈce pɔʒivi tiˈsu:te viʃe]	In the heights of Sztrojek we slayed the invincible legions of Deora. At the edge of Votania we halted the unstoppable Veisic might. The Molvic nation, the victor of the east, whose glory is renowned across Patyria, whose glory has lived for a thousand years, and will live for many thousands more. Chorus

Song of the Prishekers

A derivative of the song, most popularly known as the Song of the Prishekers (Luepolan: Piesăň Priške) was adopted by the Communist Party of Luepola as its anthem in 1892, and became a popular song of protest among the many Luepolans dissatisfied with the reigning government. It became the country's national anthem following Lev Gincburg's consolidation of power in the newly-established People's Republic of Luepola. The song was later translated into many other languages, as Flecquism spread globally.