Lyrics
Verse 1:
Beneath the grip of Myriam’s throne,
In shadows cast by spires of stone,
The heart of Andore beats, unyielding,
In whispered winds our oath is sealing.
Chorus:
Hoist the banner high, for the free and the brave,
From the clutches of tyranny, our land we'll save.
Join the Partisan guilds, bold and wise,
Under Andore's skies, our republic shall rise.
Verse 2:
Through market square and cobblestone lanes,
The call resounds, breaks all chains.
From blacksmith to the baker, their steel and bread,
Fuel the fight where our blood is shed.
Chorus:
Hoist the banner high, for the free and the brave,
From the clutches of tyranny, our land we'll save.
Join the Partisan guilds, bold and wise,
Under Andore's skies, our republic shall rise.
Bridge:
Here in the dark, the future is forged,
By the rebel’s light, a new path is gorged.
Not as subjects, but citizens we stand,
To claim the morrow, in this troubled land.
Verse 3:
Hear the battle cry, through the mist, it calls,
As another tyrant’s shadow falls.
Together we rise, in unity found,
Where our chains were cast, now freedom’s ground.
Chorus:
Hoist the banner high, for the free and the brave,
From the clutches of tyranny, our land we'll save.
Join the Partisan guilds, bold and wise,
Verse 1:
Beneath the grip of Myriam’s throne,
In shadows cast by spires of stone,
The heart of Andore beats, unyielding,
In whispered winds our oath is sealing.
Chorus:
Hoist the banner high, for the free and the brave,
From the clutches of tyranny, our land we'll save.
Join the Partisan guilds, bold and wise,
Under Andore's skies, our republic shall rise.
Verse 2:
Through market square and cobblestone lanes,
The call resounds, breaks all chains.
From blacksmith to the baker, their steel and bread,
Fuel the fight where our blood is shed.
Chorus:
Hoist the banner high, for the free and the brave,
From the clutches of tyranny, our land we'll save.
Join the Partisan guilds, bold and wise,
Under Andore's skies, our republic shall rise.
Bridge:
Here in the dark, the future is forged,
By the rebel’s light, a new path is gorged.
Not as subjects, but citizens we stand,
To claim the morrow, in this troubled land.
Verse 3:
Hear the battle cry, through the mist, it calls,
As another tyrant’s shadow falls.
Together we rise, in unity found,
Where our chains were cast, now freedom’s ground.
Chorus:
Hoist the banner high, for the free and the brave,
From the clutches of tyranny, our land we'll save.
Join the Partisan guilds, bold and wise,
