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Shumi Maritsa
English: Maritsa Rushes
Шуми Марица
An old postcard with music score for "Shumi Maritsa"

National anthem of  Bulgaria
Also known asOkarvavena (English: Blood-stained)
LyricsNikola Zhivkov, Ivan Vazov
Musicfolk song
Adopted1886
Relinquished1944

"Shumi Maritsa" (Template:Lang-bg [ʃoˈmi mɐˈritsɐ]) was the Bulgarian national anthem from 1886 until 1944. The music was derived from the German folk song "Wenn die Soldaten durch die Stadt marschieren" that was very popular in Bulgaria in the mid-19th century. The original text was written by Nikola Zhivkov, a head teacher in Veles (now in the Republic of Macedonia). The lyrics were edited many times, most notably in 1912 by the poet Ivan Vazov.

Lyrics

Шуми Марица
(Bulgarian Cyrillic)
Shumi Maritsa
(Transliteration)
Maritsa rushes
(English translation)

Шуми Марица
окървавена,
плаче вдовица
люто ранена.

Припев:
Марш, марш,
с генерала наш!
В бой да летим,
враг да победим!

Български чеда,
цял свят ни гледа.
Хай към победа
славна да вървим.

Припев

Левът балкански
в бой великански
с орди душмански
води ни крилат.

Припев

Млади и знойни,
в вихрите бойни.
Ний сме достойни
лаври да берем.

Припев

Ний сме народа,
за чест и свобода,
за мила рода
който знай да мре.

Припев

Shumi Maritsa
okarvavena,
plache vdovitsa
lyuto ranena.

Pripev:
Marsh, marsh,
s generala nash!
V boy da letim,
vrag da pobedim!

Balgarski cheda,
tsyal svyat ni gleda.
Hay kam pobeda
slavna da varvim.

Pripev

Levat Balkanski
v boy velikanski
s ordi dushmanski
vodi ni krilat.

Pripev

Mladi i znoyni,
vav vihrite boyni.
Niy sme dostoyni
lavri da berem.

Pripev

Niy sme naroda,
za chest i svoboda,
za mila roda
koyto znay da mre.

Pripev

Maritsa rushes,
stained with blood,
A widow wails,
fiercely wounded.

Chorus:
March, march,
with our general,
Let's fly into battle
and crush the enemy!

Forward!

Bulgarians,
the whole world is watching.
Into a winning battle,
let's gloriously go.

Chorus

The Balkan lion
into a titanic battle
with enemy's hordes
leads us, flying.

Chorus

Young and strong,
in the rattle of battle
We're destined to gain
laurels to claim.

Chorus

We're the nation,
for pride, freedom,
for dear fatherland
who knows how to die.

Chorus

See also