Translation - Romeens-Engels - care e mai mândră decât tine între toate ţarile...

My Country,

Which country among all the countries left by God on this earth is greater than you? Which other country adorns itself with more beautiful flowers or richer fairies in the days of summer than you do? Your hills are green, your forests are beautiful, and your groves are hanging from the peaks of the hills. Your sky is clear and serene; your mountains stand haughtily in the air; your rivers go round the fields like a motley belt. Why is your smile so bitter, my grand country?