Spanish lyrics
- ¡Guatemala feliz...! que tus aras
- no profanen jamás el verdugo;
- ni haya esclavos que laman el yugo
- ni tiranos que escupan tu faz.
- Si mañana tu suelo sagrado
- lo amenaza invasión extranjera,
- libre al viento tu hermosa bandera
- a vencer o a morir llamará.
- CHORUS:
- Libre al viento tu hermosa bandera
- a vencer o a morir llamará;
- que tu pueblo con ánima fiera
- antes muerto que esclavo será.
- De tus viejas y duras cadenas
- tu forjaste con mano iracunda
- el arado que el suelo fecunda
- y la espada que salva el honor.
- Nuestros padres lucharon un día
- encendidos en patrio ardimiento
- y lograron sin choque sangriento
- colocarte en un trono de amor.
- CHORUS:
- Y lograron sin choque sangriento
- colocarte en un trono de amor,
- que de Patria, en enérgico acento,
- dieron vida al ideal redentor.
- Es tu enseña pedazo de cielo
- en que prende una nube su albura,
- y ¡ay de aquel que con ciega locura,
- sus colores pretenda manchar!
- Pues tus hijos valientes y altivos,
- que veneran la paz cual presea,
- nunca esquivan la ruda pelea
- si defienden su tierra y su hogar.
- CHORUS:
- Nunca esquivan la ruda pelea
- si defienden su tierra y su hogar,
- que es tan solo el honor su alma idea
- y el altar de la Patria su altar.
- Recostada en el Ande soberbio,
- de dos mares al ruido sonoro,
- bajo el ala de grana y de oro
- te adormeces del bello quetzal.
- Ave indiana que vive en tu escudo,
- paladión que protege tu suelo;
- ¡ojalá que remonte su vuelo,
- más que el cóndor y el águila real!
- CHORUS:
- ¡Ojalá que remonte su vuelo,
- más que el cóndor y el águila real,
- y en sus alas levante hasta el cielo,
- Guatemala, tu nombre inmortal!
English translation
- Happy Guatemala, may your altar
- Never be trampled by the tormentor
- Nor should slaves lick the yoke
- Nor should tyrants spit in your face
- If tomorrow your sacred soil
- Is threatened by foreign invasion
- Free into the wind, your beautiful flag
- To victory or death it will call
- CHORUS
- Free into the wind, your beautiful flag
- To victory or death it will call
- Since your people, with fiery soul
- Will die before becoming slaves
- From your old and hard chains
- You forged, with an ire-driven hand,
- The plow that fertilizes the soil
- And the sword that saves honor.
- Our fathers fought one day,
- Lit up in patriotic burning
- And they were able, without bloody clash,
- To place you on a throne of love.
- And they were able, without bloody clash,
- To place you on a throne of love,
- That our Nation, in energetic assent,
- Gave life to the ideal redeemer.
- Your emblem shows a piece of the sky
- In which a cloud gets its whiteness
- Wretched is he who dares in madness
- stain your colors
- Well, your brave and proud sons
- who admire the peace within
- will never avoid the rough battles
- if they are to defend their land and their home.
- CHORUS
- They will never avoid the rough battles
- if they are to defend their land and their home
- that honor is the idea that reigns their souls
- and the altar of the mother country their altar
- Lying in the magnificent Ande
- with two oceans at hearing distance
- under the wing of seeds and gold
- you become entranced from the beautiful quetzal
- Native bird that lives in your seal
- protector that protects your soil
- hopefully he will fly high
- more than the condor and the royal eagle!
- CHORUS
- Hopefully he will fly high
- more than the condor and the royal eagle
- and in his wings, raise up to the sky:
- Guatemala, your immortal name!
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