Translation:What I wish for you, sweet Romania

What I wish for you, sweet Romania, My glorious country, my country I yearn for? The nervous arms, arms with vigour, Your great past, a constant future! Boil the wine in its cups, make it foam, If your proud children wish it so; The rock remains, although the wave dies, Sweet Romania, I desire you. I dream of vengeance, black as the grave Your sword of blood, smoking/steaming from the enemy, and on top of the hydra which billows by the wind Your dream of proud, succeeding glory What they say of the world, coloured flags, That which are the people, grand and Romanian, When he strikes, sacrificing his naive flame Sweet Romania, this I wish for you. The angel of love, the angel of peace, Mysteriously smiling on Vesta's altar, That becomes blind to the glorious Mars When your lamp illuminates the world, Him on your breast that continues sloping down, That like the happiness of celestial paradise, You take it in the arms, make altars, Sweet, Romania, this I desire for you. What I wish for you, sweet Romania, You, young bride, mother with love! your children always live as brothers Like stars in the night, as dawn, Life in eternity, glory, joy, Weapons with strength,for the Romanian soul Dream of courage, pride and grandeur, Sweet Romania, this I desire for you!