Luyện nghe bài hát Cameroon Anthem Text

O Cameroon, Cradle of our Fathers,
Holy Shrine where in our midst now repose,
Their tears and blood and sweat thy did water,
On thy and valleys once their tillage rose.
Fatherland, thy worth no tongue can tell!
How can we ever pay thy
Thy welfare we will win in and love and peace,
Will be to thy name true!

Land of Promise, of Glory!
Thou, of and joy, our only store!
be honour, thine devotion,
And endearment, for evermore.
From Shari, from where the Mungo
From along the banks of Boumba Stream,
thy sons in union close around thee,
Mighty as the Buea Mountain be team;
Instil in them the of gentle ways,
Regret for errors of the
Foster, for Africa, a loyalty
That true remain to the last.

Land of Promise, of Glory!
Thou, of life and joy, our store!
be honour, thine devotion,
And endearment, for evermore.
Sent by Carlos Andr Pereira da Branco