National Anthems

Gods save Isabeau the Duchess, our good Duchess Isabeau!
Long live Isabeau of Este in the brightest splendor of bliss!
May laurel branches bloom for her, wherever She goes, as a wreath of honor.
Gods save Isabeau the Duchess, our good Duchess Isabeau!

Nordhpadhanian Psalm

When the morning skies grow red
And o'er their radiance shed,
Thou, Oh Athena, appeareth in their light.
When the Alps glow bright with splendour,
Pray, free Nordhpadhan, Pray,
For you feel and understand,
For you feel and understand,
That She dwelleth in this land.
That She dwelleth in this land.

In the sunset Thou art nigh
And beyond the starry sky,
Thou, O loving Odin Father, ever near
When to Valhalla we are departing,
Joy and bliss Thou'lt be imparting,
For we feel and understand
For we feel and understand
That Thou dwellest in this land.
That Thou dwellest in this land.

When dark clouds enshroud the hills
And gray mist the valley fills,
Yet They art not hidden from Their sons.
Pierce the gloom in which we cower
With Their sunshine's cleansing power
Then we'll feel and understand
Then we'll feel and understand
That Gods dwell in this land.
That Gods dwell in this land.

Towards us in the wild storm coming,
You yourself give us resistance and stronghold,
You, almighty ruling, rescuing!
During horror and nights of thunderstorms
Let us childlike trust Him!
Yes, we feel and understand;
Yes, we feel and understand;
That Odin dwelleth in this land.
That Odin dwelleth in this land.