The national anthem of a country is usually a piece of music underlaid with a text, which is intended to express the state or national feeling of the country’s residents. It is usually played on special festive occasions, such as state visits, special holidays or to honor politicians, business leaders, etc. The introduction of the national anthems goes back to the late 18th and early 19th centuries.
The national anthem of Tahiti is the Marseillaise. It was written and set to music by the composer and poet Claude-Joseph Rouget de Lisle (1760-1836) on the night of April 25th to 26th of the year 1792 during the declaration of war on Austria.

In French

Allons enfants de la Patrie, le jour de gloire est arrivé Contre nous de la tyrannie L’étendard sanglant est levé, L’étendard sanglant est levé! Entendez-vous dans les campagnes Mugir ces féroces soldiers! Ils viennent jusque dans vos bras Égorger vos fils et vos compagnes.Refrain: Aux armes citoyens, Formez vos bataillons. Marchons! Marchons! Qu’un sang impur Abreuve nos sillonsQue veut cette horde d’esclaves De traîtres, de rois conjurés? Pour qui ces ignobles entraves Ces fers dès longtemps préparés Ces fers dès longtemps préparés Français, pour nous, Ah quel outrage Quel transport il doit exciter! C’est nous qu’on ose méditer De rendre à l’antique esclavagerefrainQuoi! Des cohortes étrangères Feraient la loi dans nos foyers! Quoi! Ces phalanges mercenaires Terrasseraient nos fiers guerriers. Terrasseraient nos fiers guerriers. Grand Dieu! Par des mains enchaînées Nos fronts, sous le joug, se ploieraient. De vils despotes deviendraient Les maîtres de nos destinéesrefrainTremblez tyrans, et vous perfides L’opprobe de tous les partis. Tremblez, vos projets parricides Vont enfin recevoir leur prix! From enfin recevoir leur prix! Tout est soldier pour vous combattre. S’ils tombent nos jeunes héros, La terre en produit de nouveaux Contre vous, tous prêts à se battrerefrainFrançais en guerriers magnanimes Portez ou retenez vos coups. Épargnez ces tristes victimes A regrets s’armant contre nous! A regrets s’armant contre nous! Mais ce despote sanguinaire Mais les complices de Bouillé Tous les tigres qui sans pitié Déchirent le sein de leur mère!refrainAmour Sacré de la Patrie Conduis, soutiens nos braves vengeurs. Liberté, Liberté chérie Combats avec tes défenseurs Combats avec tes défenseurs Sous nos drapeaux, que la victoire Accoure à tes mâles accents Que tes ennemis expirants Voient ton triomphe et nous, notre gloirerefrainNous entrerons dans la carrière Quand nos aînés n’y seront plus Nous y trouverons leur poussière Et la trace de leur vertus! Et la trace de leur vertus! Bien moins jaloux de leur survivre Que de partager leur cercueil. Nous aurons le sublime orgueil De les venger ou de les suivrerefrain

And in the German translation

Up, children of the fatherland! The day of fame is here. We against tyranny, The bloody banner raised. The bloody banner raised. Do you hear the roar of the cruel warriors in the fields ? They are pushing us to behead your sons, your wives!Refrain To Arms, Citizens! Close the ranks, forward, let’s march! Let the unclean blood water our fields!What does this horde of slaves, of traitors, of conspiratorial kings want ? For whom are these common fetters, These irons long prepared? These long-prepared irons? French, for us, ah! what shame, what anger this must arouse! One dares to think of bringing Us into old bondage!refrainWhat! Foreign rabble would rule over our homes! What! These mercenaries would bring down Our proud warriors! Slay our proud warriors! Great god! With chains on our hands, our heads would bow to the yoke. Vile despots would determine our fate!refrainTremors, tyrants and you wicked shame of all parties, tremble! Your wicked plans are finally getting paid back! You will finally get paid back! Everyone is a soldier to fight you, when you fall, our young heroes, the earth beget new ones who are ready to fight you.refrainFrench, you noble warriors, deal your blows or withhold them! Spare these sad victims Who reluctantly arm themselves against us. Who reluctantly arm themselves against us. But these bloodthirsty despots, But these accomplices of Bouillé, All these tigers who ruthlessly tear apart their mother’s breast!refrainHoly love for the fatherland, guide, support our avenging arms. Freedom, beloved freedom, fight with your defenders! Fight with your defenders! So that victory under our flags rushes to the aid of the sounds of strong men, So that your dying enemies see your victory and our glory!refrainWe will tread on the way of life, When the older ones will no longer be there, We will find their dust and their virtues there. And find a trace of their virtues. Rather share their coffin Than they want to survive, We will with lofty pride avenge them or follow them.refrain