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| First stanza |
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¡Guatemala feliz...! que tus aras
no profane jamás el verdugo;
ni haya esclavos que laman el yugo
ni tiranos que escupan tu faz.
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Glad (Joyous) Guatemala! may your altar
Never be trampled by the tormentor
Nor may slaves lick the yoke
Nor may tyrants spit upon your face
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| Second stanza |
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Si mañana tu suelo sagrado
lo amenaza invasión extranjera,
libre al viento tu hermosa bandera
a vencer o a morir llamará.
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If tomorrow your sacred soil
By foreign invasion is threatened
Free into the wind, your beautiful flag
To victory or death it shall call
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| Chorus |
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Libre al viento tu hermosa bandera
a vencer o a morir llamará;
que tu pueblo con ánima fiera
antes muerto que esclavo será.
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Free into the wind, your beautiful flag
To victory or death it shall call
Your people will, with fiery soul,
die before being enslaved.
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| Third stanza |
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De tus viejas y duras cadenas
tu forjaste con mano iracunda
el arado que el suelo fecunda
y la espada que salva el honor.
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From your old and hard chains
You forged, with an ire-driven hand,
The plow that fertilizes the soil
And the honor-saving sword.
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| Fourth stanza |
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Nuestros padres lucharon un día
encendidos en patrio ardimiento
y lograron sin choque sangriento
colocarte en un trono de amor.
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Our fathers fought one day,
Lit up in patriotic burning
And they managed, without bloody clash,
To place you on a throne of love.
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| Chorus |
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Y lograron sin choque sangriento
colocarte en un trono de amor,
que de Patria, en enérgico acento,
dieron vida al ideal redentor.
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And they achieved, without bloody clash,
To place you on a throne of love,
And our Nation, in energetic assent,
Gave life to the redeeming ideal.
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| Fifth stanza |
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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!
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Your emblem is a piece of the sky
From which a cloud gets its whiteness
And woe onto him who dares in blind madness
your colours to stain!
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| Sixth stanza |
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Pues tus hijos valientes y altivos,
que veneran la paz cual presea,
nunca esquivan la ruda pelea
si defienden su tierra y su hogar.
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For your sons, brave and zealous,
who adore peace as a great treasure
will never avoid the rough battle
to defend their land and their home.
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| Chorus |
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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.
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They will never avoid the rough battle
to defend their land and their home
as well as the altar of the mother country,
their altar.
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| Seventh stanza |
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Recostada en el Ande soberbio,
de dos mares al ruido sonoro,
bajo el ala de grana y de oro
te adormeces del bello quetzal.
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Lying upon the proud Ande,
of the two oceans, hearing its noise,
under the gold and crimson red wing of the beautiful quetzal
you will become entranced.
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| Eighth stanza |
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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!
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Native bird that lives in your seal
the protector of your soil
May it fly high
more than the condor and the royal eagle!
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| Chorus |
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¡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!
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May it fly high
more than the condor and the royal eagle
And in its wings, may it raise up to the sky
Guatemala, your name, immortal!
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