Strive for honour, sons and daughters, Peace rests, white and pure. With Him still on the people's side And may the Planet tremble at its centers
Do the right, be firm, be fair.
Noble homeland, your beautiful flag
Proof of your life it gives us
Under the unsullied blue of your skies,
On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
We have no doubts or fears.
Nature has blessed thee with wealth untold.
Enemies, at the shout of war,
Make ready the steel and the bridle,
At the resounding roar of the cannon.
Liberty that still rises cool-bloodedly
The victory in his triumphal car.
It is a sanctuary of love that every character,
Peace rests, white and pure.
With Him still on the people's side
And may the Planet tremble at its centers
God protect this sacred Realm!