Brothers of Italy
Brothers of Italy
Italy has awakened
With Scipio's helmet
She has bound her head
Where is Victory?
Let her bow down
For Rome's slave
God created her
Brothers of Italy
Italy has awakened
With Scipio's helmet
She has bound her head
Where is Victory?
Let her bow down
For Rome's slave
God created her
Let us unite in cohort
We are ready to die
We are ready to die
Italy has called us
Let us unite in cohort
We are ready to die
We are ready to die
Italy has called us, yes!
We were for centuries
Trampled, mocked
Because we are not a people
Because we are divided
Let us gather under
One flag, one hope
To merge together
The time has come
Let us unite, love each other
Union, and love
Reveal to the Peoples
The ways of the Lord
Let us swear to make free
Our native soil
United for God
Who can defeat us?
Let us unite in cohort
We are ready to die
We are ready to die
Italy has called us
Let us unite in cohort
We are ready to die
We are ready to die
Italy has called us, yes!
From the Alps to Sicily
Wherever is Legnano
Every man of Ferruccio
Has the heart, has the hand
The children of Italy
Are called Balilla
The sound of every bell
The Vespers rang out
They are reeds that bend
The sold swords
Already the Austrian Eagle
Has lost its plumes
The blood of Italy
The blood of Poland
Drank, with the Cossack
But it burned her heart
Let us unite in cohort
We are ready to die
We are ready to die
Italy has called us
Let us unite in cohort
We are ready to die
We are ready to die
Italy has called us, yes!