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Moldova Flag

Shop for authentic Moldova Flags. We offer indoor and outdoor Moldova flags in durable nylon. Our outdoor flags are finished with a canvas heading, while indoor flags are finished with a lined pole hem and your choice of with or without fringe. We also offer indoor and outdoor Moldova flag sets. In addition to the flags we offer for purchase, we maintain an archive of the audio for the Moldova National Anthem, historical information about the Moldova flag, and demographic data about Moldova

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Flag History
Adopted in 1990, the yellow, blue and red reflect strong links with Romania. Centered on the middle yellow stripe o the Moldova flag is the coat of arms.
Geographic Coordinates
47 00 N, 29 00 E
Area
33,851 sq km
Population
4,317,483
Life Expectancy
71.09 years
Government Type
Republic
Capital
Chisiu (Kishinev)
GDP
$9.986 billion (2009 est.)
Unemployment
3.1% (2009 est.)
Currency
Moldovan leu (MDL)
Calling Code
+373
Internet TLD
.md

Moldova National Anthem

Our Language (Limba noastra)

Listen

Lyrics

A treasure is our language that surges
From deep shadows of the past,
Chain of precious stones that scattered
All over our ancient land.

A burning flame is our language
Amidst a people waking
From a deathly sleep, no warning,
Like the brave man of the stories.

Our language is made of songs
From our soul's deepest desires,
Flash of lighting striking swiftly
Through dark clouds and blue horizons.

Our language is the language of bread
When the winds blow through the summer,
Uttered by our forefathers who
Blessed the country through their labour.

Our language is the greenest leaf
Of the everlasting forests,
Gentle river Nistru's ripples
Hiding starlight bright and shining.

Utter no more bitter cries now
That your language is too poor,
And you will see with what abundance
Flow the words of our precious country.

Our language is full of legends,
Stories from the days of old.
Reading one and then another
Makes one shudder, tremble and moan.

Our language is singled out
To lift praises up to heaven,
Uttering with constant fervour
Truths that never cease to beckon.

Our language is more than holy,
Words of homilies of old
Wept and sung perpetually
In the homesteads of our folks.

Resurrect now this our language,
Rusted through the years that have passed,
Wipe off filth and mould that gathered
When forgotten through our land.

Gather now the sparkling stone,
Catching bright light from the sun.
You will see the endless flooding
Of new words that overflow.

A treasure will spring up swiftly
From deep shadows of the past,
Chain of precious stones that scattered
All over our ancient land.