La Patria
La patria es el amor
Es la dicha, es el hogar
Es del afecto el altar
Es consuelo en el dolor
Es el más santo cariño
Aquello que más se adora
Por ella, el anciano llora
Por ella, sonríe el niño
Por ella, el pecho suspira
Por ella, el alma se inquieta
Por ella, tiene el poeta
Tanta dulzura en su lira
A ella van los ojos fijos
En el goce o la tristeza
Por ella, la madre reza
Al rezar para sus hijos
La patria
Es el torrente, es el mar
Es arroyo, es laguna
Es nuestro sepulcro y cuna
Nuestra madre y nuestro hogar
La patria
Es la palmera gigante
Es el musgo de la grieta
Es la azulada violeta
Es la azucena fragante
La patria
Es el Sol que nos alumbra
El aire que nos refresca
Es la cabaña grotesca
Y el alcanzar que deslumbra
Es el verde y grato suelo
Sembrado de flores bellas
Es ese mundo de estrellas
Que fulguran en el cielo
Es el ruiseñor que canta
Es la paloma que pía
Es el moribundo día
Y el astro que se levanta
La patria
Es el torrente, es el mar
Es arroyo, es laguna
Es nuestro sepulcro y cuna
Nuestra madre y nuestro hogar
La patria
Es la palmera gigante
Es el musgo de la grieta
Es la azulada violeta
Es la azucena fragante
La patria
Es el Sol que nos alumbra
El aire que nos refresca
Es la cabaña grotesca
Y el alcanzar que deslumbra
La patria
Es la palmera gigante
Es el musgo de la grieta
Es la azulada violeta
Es la azucena fragante
La patria
Es el Sol que nos alumbra
El aire que nos refresca
Es la cabaña grotesca
Y el alcanzar que deslumbra
La patria
Homeland
The country is love
It's bliss, it's home
The altar is of affection
It's comfort in pain
It's the holiest darling
What is most adored
For her, the old man cries
For her, the child smiles
For her, the chest sighs
For her, the soul is restless
For her, the poet has
So much sweetness in his lyre
The eyes are fixed on her
In joy or sadness
For her, the mother prays
When praying for your children
Homeland
It is the torrent, it is the sea
It's a stream, it's a lagoon
It is our tomb and cradle
Our mother and our home
Homeland
It's the giant palm tree
It's the moss of the crack
It is the bluish violet
It is the fragrant lily
Homeland
It is the Sun that illuminates us
The air that refreshes us
It's the grotesque cabin
And the reach that dazzles
It is the green and pleasant soil
Planted with beautiful flowers
It's that world of stars
That shine in the sky
It is the nightingale that sings
It's the dove that chirps
It's the dying day
And the star that rises
Homeland
It is the torrent, it is the sea
It's a stream, it's a lagoon
It is our tomb and cradle
Our mother and our home
Homeland
It's the giant palm tree
It's the moss of the crack
It is the bluish violet
It is the fragrant lily
Homeland
It is the Sun that illuminates us
The air that refreshes us
It's the grotesque cabin
And the reach that dazzles
Homeland
It's the giant palm tree
It's the moss of the crack
It is the bluish violet
It is the fragrant lily
Homeland
It is the Sun that illuminates us
The air that refreshes us
It's the grotesque cabin
And the reach that dazzles
Homeland