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Bill: Anthem Change
Details
Submitted by[?]: Restauration Archonique du Kanjor
Status[?]: passed
Votes: This bill asks for an amendement to the Constitution. It will require two-thirds of the legislature to vote in favor. This bill will not pass any sooner than the deadline.
Voting deadline: January 2290
Description[?]:
| I have a new anthem: Kanjor, O Kanjor, my Nation ‘tis thee! My loyalty binding strong as can be! Empire Emperor, heaven permits! Not Pain nor plight shall I desist! Glory, O God of heaven I see! My bright brilliant leaders name what must be, Strength sustained by the Iron Fist, Not Pain nor plight shall I desist! State, O State, how part of me you must be! Nothing more pressing- the will that drives me! Soft, seditious should I resist! Not Pain nor plight shall I desist! Empire Emp’ror, furious light! Not knowing but feeling furious might! Radiant royalty regal and red! Not Pain nor plight shall I be dead! For Kanjor, O Kanjor, my Nation ‘tis thee! Not death nor malice shall cease what I see, These fields ablaze in the light of the sun These grasses sway'ng light in the wind From You, O Kanjor, we will never run To death, should my promise rescind From the sandy shores of our splendid host To the snowy mountains I find That my country is what I love the most That loyalty’s loving and blind Led by the bright light of country and state I stand ready to give my life To protect the motherland and her fate To be keen and sharp as a knife For nothing I own and no one I know Means more than this homeland of mine And nothing can be more worthy to show Than keeping a promise this fine Our noble ships carry your flag at sea Our armies march hither and fro Our people rejoice through the land in glee For the timid are weak and low The sky may fall and the Earth may shatter, The mountains crack open and sigh But to save Kanjor, this is no matter To preserve this dear land of mine The fields ablaze in the light of the sun The grasses sway light in the wind From You, O Kanjor, we will never run To death, should my promise rescind The moss in the forest is moisten’d and green The lush of the meadow about But neither is greater that that which I’ve seen— Kanjor stands tall and stout Warm desert sands parch my dry lips Blue breezy skies gently do rest On the glory which I humbly take sips Kanjor, my master, calls all the best! Kanjor, O Kanjor, my Nation ‘tis thee! The Iron Fist of Fate is strong as can be! Might and power never resist! Not Pain nor plight shall I desist! Empire Emp’ror, furious light! Not knowing but feeling furious might! Radiant royalty regal and red! Not Pain nor plight may I be dead! For Kanjor, O Kanjor, my Nation ‘tis thee! Not death nor malice shall cease what drives me! |
Proposals
Article 1
Proposal[?] to change The lyrics of the national anthem.
Old value:: The fields ablaze in the light of the sun The grasses sway light in the wind From You, O Kanjor, we will never run To death, should my promise rescind From the sandy shores of our splendid host To the snowy mountains we find That my country is what I love the most That loyalty’s loving and blind Led by the bright light of country and state I stand ready to give my life To protect the motherland and her fate To be keen and sharp as a knife For nothing I own and no one I know Means more than this homeland of mine And nothing can be more worthy to show Than keeping a promise this fine Our noble ships carry your flag at sea Our armies march hither and fro Our people rejoice through the land in glee For the timid are weak and low The sky may fall and the Earth may shatter, The mountains crack open and sigh But to save Kanjor, this is no matter To preserve this dear land of mine The fields ablaze in the light of the sun The grasses sway light in the wind From You, O Kanjor, we will never run To death, should my promise rescind
Current:
| Canrillaise (French): La lutte sanglante a pris fin L'envahisseur d'hier est désormais un frère De trois millénaires nous avons lavé la honte En combattant au champ d'honneur. Celui qui hier se pliait à l'esclavage Aujourd'hui, est enfin libre et triomphant; Aujourd'hui, est enfin libre et triomphant; La liberté est l'héritage des braves, La victoire s'incline à ses pieds. La liberté est l'héritage des braves, La victoire s'incline à ses pieds. Refrain Chère patrie, acceptez notre dévotion Avec laquelle le Kanjor a juré sur tes autels Que tu seras la tombe des hommes libres, Ou l'asile contre l'oppression. Que tu seras la tombe des hommes libres, Ou l'asile contre l'oppression. Ou l'asile contre l'oppression. Ou l'asile contre l'oppression. Willitu (Mapudungun): Kaliffue wenu mapu mau m'lei gná Rhe k'meké k'rouff ndeyippei Kaiñ lelf'n mai rhe süniñ nguei ngá Ffei meu rhumé udyiñ mapu mai Ellanguechi güinkil lig mawida mai Elekumeleyiñ meu Ngenechen Elekumeleyiñ meu Ngüchén Ellanwechi futa lafken mapu Inawichaff K'leviñ mapu meu Ellanwechi mapu t'affá Rhumel pegulei taiñ einguemun Refrain Ka taiñ rhumel wüitraleam mai Chemché rhumé akui mongüepai Ka taiñ rhumel güitraleam mai Chemché rhumé akui mongüepai Ka taiñ rhumel güitraleam mai Chemché rhumé akui monguëpai Chemché rhumé akui mongüepai Chemché rhumé akui mongüepai Luthorian (English): The bloody fight has ceased; And yesterday's invader is now our brother; Three millennia we washed the affront Fighting in the field of honor. That who yesterday was a slave Is free and triumphant today; Is free and triumphant today; Freedom is the heritage of the brave, Victory lies shameful to his feet. Freedom is the heritage of the brave, Victory lies shameful to his feet. Chorus: Sweet Homeland, receive the vows That Kanjor gave you on your altars That you be either the tomb of the free Or a refuge from oppression. That you be either the tomb of the free Or a refuge from oppression. Or a refuge from oppression. Or a refuge from oppression. |
Proposed:
| [A] Kanjor, O Kanjor, my Nation ‘tis thee! My loyalty binding strong as can be! Empire Emperor, heaven permits! Not Pain nor plight shall I desist! Glory, O God of heaven I see! My bright brilliant leaders name what must be, Strength sustained by the Iron Fist, Not Pain nor plight shall I desist! State, O State, how part of me you must be! Nothing more pressing- the will that drives me! Soft, seditious should I resist! Not Pain nor plight shall I desist! Empire Emp’ror, furious light! Not knowing but feeling furious might! Radiant royalty regal and red! Not Pain nor plight shall I be dead! For Kanjor, O Kanjor, my Nation ‘tis thee! Not death nor malice shall cease what I see, [B] These fields ablaze in the light of the sun These grasses sway'ng light in the wind From You, O Kanjor, we will never run To death, should my promise rescind From the sandy shores of our splendid host To the snowy mountains I find That my country is what I love the most That loyalty’s loving and blind Led by the bright light of country and state I stand ready to give my life To protect the motherland and her fate To be keen and sharp as a knife For nothing I own and no one I know Means more than this homeland of mine And nothing can be more worthy to show Than keeping a promise this fine Our noble ships carry your flag at sea Our armies march hither and fro Our people rejoice through the land in glee For the timid are weak and low The sky may fall and the Earth may shatter, The mountains crack open and sigh But to save Kanjor, this is no matter To preserve this dear land of mine The fields ablaze in the light of the sun The grasses sway light in the wind From You, O Kanjor, we will never run To death, should my promise rescind [C] The moss in the forest is moisten’d and green The lush of the meadow about But neither is greater that that which I’ve seen— Kanjor stands tall and stout Warm desert sands parch my dry lips Blue breezy skies gently do rest On the glory which I humbly take sips Kanjor, my master, calls all the best! [D] Kanjor, O Kanjor, my Nation ‘tis thee! The Iron Fist of Fate is strong as can be! Might and power never resist! Not Pain nor plight shall I desist! Empire Emp’ror, furious light! Not knowing but feeling furious might! Radiant royalty regal and red! Not Pain nor plight may I be dead! For Kanjor, O Kanjor, my Nation ‘tis thee! Not death nor malice shall cease what drives me! |
Debate
These messages have been posted to debate on this bill:
| Date | 05:39:30, September 26, 2006 CET | From |  Progressive Democratic Front | To | Debating the Anthem Change |
| Message | We are in support. |
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Voting
| Vote | Seats | ||
| yes | Total Seats: 50 | ||
| no | Total Seats: 25 | ||
| abstain |
Total Seats: 0 |
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