Gloria Burgundia
OUR BELOVED COUNTRY In this great country we are born, cradled by these enchanted rivers, these wonderful lands and dark forests, that a cold winter come to caress. In our vineyards grow some grapes, that give a marvelous wine, pride of all the people, symbol of our rich land To be Burgundian, we are proud. To be Burgundian, we are proud. To be Burgundian, we are proud Our beloved country, one day was forced, by terror and slaughter, to join a country who without shame, took most of our land. Resistance was fierce, terrible was the repression, for our ancestors who fought, to keep their freedom Since that day we've lived, under the pressure of a nation, but secretly we prepare, our Independance Day. For the memory of our ancestors, who died for our land, we'll fight with courage, until the day when our banner, will fly once more on our land Proud of our ancestors, who defended with honour, the independence of our land We are nor French, nor another nationality. We are Burgundians, above all In this great country we will die, on this land we will lie. Our children will fight in their turn, for the freedom of our beloved country, on which such blood of our brave warriors, spread since thousands of years, to keep our culture and freedom To be Burgundian, we are proud. To be Burgundian, we are proud. To be Burgundian, we are proud Joyeux enfants de la Bourgogne Je n'ai jamais eu de guignon. Quand je vois rougir ma trogne Je suis fier d'être Bourguignon Je suis fier, Je suis fier, Je suis fier d'être Bourgignon
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Time is now there to retake your lands To honour all your warriors left for our freedom Our ancestors gave us an heritage to live with Built with all people, blood spread for our security Vae victis Burgundy - land I was born Burgundy - where is your holy history Burgundy - lands of bloodly fights Burgundy - your glorified dukedom Burgundy We stand again by now ready to fight Descendants of the great occidental Duke's survivors Burgundy - land I was born Burgundy - where is your holy history Burgundy - lands of bloodly fights Burgundy - your glorified dukedom Burgundy Descendants of the great occidental Duke's survivors Proud of our past
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
GLORIA BURGUNDIA Like the night falling on the plain, our dukedom was annexed. To a country it was attached, in spite of a desperate resistance Like only one man, your troops will rise. Descended of the Dukes Of Occident, in order to give back to our country, honour and pride, honour and pride Gloria Burgundia. Hope will revive. Gloria Burgundia. Of your chains you'll set free. Gloria Burgundia. Independance you will find back, you will find back Like a sun came back from nothing, our dukedom will finally be delivered. Centuries of suffering ended, the splendour of our glorious past, on our memories forever engraved. Put together in the country, we will make history again, proud of our past glory Gloria Burgundia Masters of our destiny, we are proud to be born here. Masters of our destiny, we are proud to be born here Gloria Burgundia. Faithful forever. Gloria Burgundia. For your endless glory Gloria Burgundia. We will be the defenders. Gloria Burgundia. Against all invaders. Gloria Burgundia. Keep the boundaries Gloria Burgundia. Of a thousand year old country. Gloria Burgundia. In which we live. Gloria Burgundia. History is just beginning Like the night falling on the plain, our dukedom was annexed, to a country it was attached, in spite of a desperate resistance. Like only one man, your troops will rise. Descended of the Dukes Of Occident, in order to give back to our country, honour and pride, honour and pride Gloria Burgundia Like a sun came back from nothing, our dukedom will be finally delivered. Centuries of suffering ended, the splendour of your glorious past
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
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Today like all these brave warriors We still keep the secrets and know the mysteries Respect the beliefs of our glorious Edvens For the end of times faithful to our beliefs Burgundy, a legendary land for ever you will be Land of gallant Edvens Al Esia, Bicrate, and Vix Ogmios watches over you Your forests and your menhir keep their secrets Druids with the golden billhook know the mysteries Ferocious like the boar Edven Rushing like the Dragon Worms Speeding like the Burgund eagle We are the warriors of a triumphant country Come by the sea on their floating dragons Land of proud Burgunds Bornholm, the high island; Thor watches over you Your runes and your sagas keep their secrets Poets with white beards know the mysteries Coming up the continent Making the Germanic capital City of Nibelungens Worms, mystic town, Wotan watches over you Your dragon and your ruins keep their secrets Wizard with magic powers know the mysteries Today, like all these brave warriors We still keep the secrets and know the mysteries Respect the beliefs of our glorious Edvens Several centuries later, in front of the kingdom of France Land of the great Dukes of Occident, Dijon, Zelande, and Flanders Saint-Andrè watches over you Your palaces and your towns keep their secrets Knights of the golden fleece knowing the mysteries Bourgogne!
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
WHEN THE GOLDEN FLEECE BLAZED In distant times, in the history of our country, when our dukedom lived, free and independent, Burgundy was the most, powerful country in Europe. In 1430 the year of grace, an order was created By our Duke Phillpe, our golden fleece was born, on the legend of Jason it was based, carried by our valiant knights On all fronts, it was glorified When the golden fleece blazed, Burgundy was free. When the golden fleece blazed, Burgundy lived with honour On all fronts, it was glorified Charles Le Te Me Raire, ever in his last battle, wore it with courage. Charles Quint worshipped it
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
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