Die Stem van Suid-Afrika

Janubiy Afrikaning sobiq milliy madhiyasi
Soʻz muallif(lar)i	Cornelis Jacobus Langenhoven
Bastakor	Marthinus Lourens de Villiers, 1921
Qabul qilindi	1938-yil 3-iyun
Bekor qilindi	1994-yil 10-may

Die Stem van Suid-Afrika (Afrikaans: [di ˈstɛm fan sœit ˈɑːfrika], lit. '"Janubiy Afrika ovozi"'), shuningdek, „The Call of South Africa“ nomi bilan tanilgan Janubiy Afrikaning avvalgi milliy madhiyasi. Qoʻshiqning ikkita versiyasi mavjud, biri ingliz va ikkinchisi afrikaans tilida. Janubiy Afrika Ittifoqida „Xudo Qirolni asrasin“ madhiyasi bilan birgalikda ishlatilgan. 1957-yildan 1994-yilgacha yagona davlat madhiyasi va 1938-yildan 1957-yilgacha „Xudo Qirolni asrasin“ bilan birgalikda milliy madhiya maqomiga ega edi. 1990-yillarning boshlarida aparteid tugaganidan soʻng, 1994-yildan 1997-yilgacha „Nkosi Sikelel' iAfrika“ bilan birgalikda milliy madhiya boʻlib qoldi, oʻshanda ikkala qoʻshiqning elementlarini oʻz ichiga olgan yangi gibrid qoʻshiq mamlakatning milliy madhiyasiga aylandi.

Tarix

1918-yil may oyida C.J.Langenhoven „Die Stem“ deb nomlangan afrikaans sheʼrini yozdi. Qabul qilingan musiqa aslida ikkinchi versiya edi.

ASAF xori tomonidan ijro etilayotgan „Die Stem van Suid-Afrika“ning 1938-yildagi yozuvi, birinchi va oxirgi misralari.

Matn

Aparteid tugashi va 1990-yillarda yangi milliy madhiya qabul qilinganidan beri „Die Stem“ maqomi zamonaviy Janubiy Afrikada birmuncha bahsli boʻlib qoldi.

Die Stem van Suid-Afrika/The Call of South Africa
"Die Stem van Suid-Afrika"	"Janubiy Afrikaning chaqiruvi"	"Die Stem van Suid-Afrikaning so'zma-so'z tarjimasi"
Birinchi band
Uit die blou van onse hemel, Uit die diepte van ons see, Oor ons ewige gebergtes Waar die kranse antwoord gee. Deur ons vêr-verlate vlaktes Met die kreun van ossewa – Ruis die stem van ons geliefde, Van ons land Suid-Afrika. Ons sal antwoord op jou roepstem, Ons sal offer wat jy vra: Ons sal lewe, ons sal sterwe – Ons vir jou, Suid-Afrika.	Ringing out from our blue heavens, From our deep seas breaking round; Over everlasting mountains, Where the echoing crags resound; From our plains where creaking wagons Cut their trails into the earth, Calls the spirit of our country, Of the land that gave us birth. At thy call we shall not falter, Firm and steadfast we shall stand, At thy will to live or perish, O South Africa, dear land.	Out the blue of our heaven, Out the depths of our sea, Over our eternal mountain ranges Where the cliffs give an echo. Through our far-deserted plains With the groan of ox-wagon – Rises the voice of our beloved, Of our country South Africa. We will answer to your calling, We will offer what you ask: We will live, we will die – We for Thee, South Africa.
Ikkinchi band
In die murg van ons gebeente, In ons hart en siel en gees, In ons roem op ons verlede, In ons hoop op wat sal wees. In ons wil en werk en wandel, Van ons wieg tot aan ons graf – Deel geen ander land ons liefde, Trek geen ander trou ons af. Vaderland! Ons sal die adel, Van jou naam met ere dra: Waar en trou as Afrikaners – Kinders van Suid-Afrika.	In our body and our spirit, In our inmost heart held fast; In the promise of our future, And the glory of our past; In our will, our work, our striving, From the cradle to the grave – There's no land that shares our loving, And no bond that can enslave. Thou hast borne us and we know thee, May our deeds to all proclaim Our enduring love and service To thy honour and thy name.	In the marrow of our bones, In our heart and soul and spirit, In the glory of our past, In our hope of what will be. In our will and work and wander, From our crib to our grave – Share no other land our love, No other loyalty can sway us. Fatherland! We will bear the nobility, Of your name with honour: Dedicated and true as Afrikaners – Children of South Africa.
Uchinchi band
In die songloed van ons somer, In ons winternag se kou, In die lente van ons liefde, In die lanfer van ons rou. By die klink van huw'liks-klokkies, By die kluit-klap op die kis – Streel jou stem ons nooit verniet nie, Weet jy waar jou kinders is. Op jou roep sê ons nooit nee nie, Sê ons altyd, altyd ja: Om te lewe, om te sterwe – Ja, ons kom, Suid-Afrika.	In the golden warmth of summer, In the chill of winter's air, In the surging life of springtime, In the autumn of despair; When the wedding bells are chiming Or when those we love do depart, Thou dost know us for thy children And dost take us to thy heart Loudly peals the answering chorus: We are thine, and we shall stand, Be it life or death, to answer To thy call, beloved land.	In the sunglow of our summer, In our winter night's cold, In the spring of our love, In the autumn of our sorrow. At the sound of wedding bells, At the stonefall on the coffin – Soothes your voice us never in vain, You know where your children are. At your call we never say no, We always, always say yes: To live, to die – Yes, we come, South Africa.
To'rtinchi band
Op U Almag vas vertrouend Het ons vadere gebou: Skenk ook ons die krag, o Here! Om te handhaaf en te hou – Dat die erwe van ons vad're Vir ons kinders erwe bly: Knegte van die Allerhoogste, Teen die hele wêreld vry. Soos ons vadere vertrou het, Leer ook ons vertrou, o Heer – Met ons land en met ons nasie Sal dit wel wees, God regeer.	In thy power, Almighty, trusting, Did our fathers build of old; Strengthen then, O Lord, their children To defend, to love, to hold – That the heritage they gave us For our children yet may be: Bondsmen only to the Highest And before the whole world free. As our fathers trusted humbly, Teach us, Lord to trust Thee still: Guard our land and guide our people In Thy way to do Thy will.	On your almight steadfast entrusted Had our fathers built: Give to us also the strength, o Lord! To sustain and to preserve – That the heritage of our fathers For our children heritage remain: Servants of the almighty, Against the whole world free. As our fathers trusted, Teach us also to trust, o Lord – With our land and with our nation It will be well, God reigns.

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