Keshomas Ned Osoles  | 
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| Writer and composer | tz_scion | 
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| Adopted | January 1, 2024 | 
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Korsomas Ned Osoles is the national anthem of the Chiefdom of Osolia. It was composed and written by tz_scion.
Lyrics
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IPA transcription
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English translation
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Mo olen Osoles sta dorro ankamer 
Korsomas kwen ansos haktsun ed kasker  
Mo kwininsa nun snant sahose kwenitsi 
Awos kitsin kanteon sta awos atsitsi 
 
Sankuwo oy feskan sint hibinsa seokay  
Mis dadon ki awon limna sta awos xesay 
Oy essint essipad, awos sononin skoles  
Korsoman xantan Osoles 
 
Irbin dose moki essin tobon say hopet 
Kalunitsi dose pint biron say obret 
Alda awos dose kos, i ki nen yokko ek 
Awos dinitsikon ren dan estek 
 
Mo olen Osoles sta dorro ankamer 
Korsomas kwen ansos haktsun ed kasker  
Mo kwininsa nun snant sahose kwenitsi 
Awos kitsin kanteon sta awos atsitsi 
 
Korsomas ned Osoles
 
 
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/mo o'len o.so'les sta 'do.ro an.ka'meɾ/ 
/koɾ.so'mas kwen an'sos hak't͡sun ed kas'keɾ/ 
/mo kwi'nin.sa nun snant sa'ho.se kwe'ni.t͡si/ 
/a'wos ki't͡sin kan.te'on sta a'wos a't͡si.t͡si/ 
 
/san'ku.wo oj fes'kan sint hi'bin.sa se.o'kaj/ 
/mis da'don ki a'won 'lim.na sta a'wos xe'saj/ 
/oj es'sint es.si'pad a'wos so.no'nin sko'les/ 
/koɾ.so'man xan'tan o.so'les/ 
 
/iɾ'bin 'do.se 'mo.ki es'sin to'bon saj ho'pet/ 
/ka.lu'ni.t͡si 'do.se pint bi'ɾon saj ob'ɾet/ 
/'al.da a'wos 'do.se kos i ki nen 'jok.ko ek/ 
/a'wos di.ni.t͡si'kon ɾen dan es'tek/ 
 
/mo o'len o.so'les sta 'do.ro an.ka'meɾ/ 
/koɾ.so'mas kwen an'sos hak't͡sun ed kas'keɾ/ 
/mo kwi'nin.sa nun snant sa'ho.se kwe'ni.t͡si/ 
/a'wos ki't͡sin kan.te'on sta a'wos a't͡si.t͡si/ 
 
/koɾ.so'mas ned o.so'les/
 
 
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In the land of Osolia, where the sun rises 
A good chiefdom proves its worth 
In the hills and valleys of the first settlement 
We built a place that we claim 
 
Kindness flows like water among the people 
The earth gives us resources which we share 
Like trees of a forest, we form a group 
That Chiefdom of Osolia 
 
A small seed can grow into a great tree 
A small mine can yield many diamonds 
If we are small, it does not matter to me 
We certainly have real potential 
 
In the land of Osolia, where the sun rises 
A good chiefdom proves its worth 
In the hills and valleys of the first settlement 
We built a place that we claim 
 
My Chiefdom of Osolia
 
 
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