De La Victoria a La Gloria
Desde Tumbes hasta Tacna
Desde Pucallpa la gloria
Los negros de la Victoria se van
Porque Dios los llama
La gente de Alianza Lima se va, se va
Para jugar en la gloria por Navidad
Salieron de la Victoria para triunfar
Y sobre el cielo de lima
Llegaron hasta la cima
Y sobre el cielo de lima se quedarán
No volverán, no volverán
No volverán, no volverán
Ya se van con su alegría, se van, se van
En el día de María se van, se van
El cielo que los recibe es blanquiazul
Jugando están en el cielo
Con los angelitos negros
San Martín grita con ellos viva el Perú
No volverán, no volverán
No volverán, no volverán
Alianza y su gente nueva se van, se van
A jugar con Villanueva se van, se van
Se van junto con Caico y con Calderón
Y al vernos llorar por ellos
Pidieron permiso al cielo
Y con los negritos nuevos regresarán
Y volverán, y volverán
Y volverán, y volverán
Alianza Lima, tu gente morena
Te da con su pena el último adiós
Alianza Lima, tu gente morena
Te da con su pena el último adiós
El último adiós
Frente al mar de Ventanilla se derrumbó una esperanza
En el mar de Grau descansan los hijos de la Victoria
Pero ellos desde la gloria gritarán
¡Arriba Alianza!
From Victory to Glory
From Tumbes to Tacna
From Pucallpa the glory
The people from La Victoria are leaving
Because God is calling them
The people from Alianza Lima are leaving, they are leaving
To play in glory for Christmas
They left La Victoria to triumph
And over the sky of Lima
They reached the top
And over the sky of Lima they will stay
They won't return, they won't return
They won't return, they won't return
They are leaving with their joy, they are leaving, they are leaving
On the day of Mary they are leaving, they are leaving
The sky that receives them is white and blue
They are playing in heaven
With the little black angels
San Martín shouts with them long live Peru
They won't return, they won't return
They won't return, they won't return
Alianza and its new people are leaving, they are leaving
To play with Villanueva they are leaving, they are leaving
They are leaving along with Caico and Calderón
And seeing us cry for them
They asked permission from heaven
And with the new little black ones they will return
And they will return, and they will return
And they will return, and they will return
Alianza Lima, your brown people
Give you with their sorrow the last goodbye
Alianza Lima, your brown people
Give you with their sorrow the last goodbye
The last goodbye
In front of the sea of Ventanilla a hope collapsed
In the sea of Grau rest the children of La Victoria
But from glory they will shout
Up Alianza!