Luyện nghe bài hát Mexico Anthem Text

Mexicans, at the cry of
lend your and bridle;
and let the earth at its center
upon the of the cannon.
Your forehead be girded, oh fatherland, with olive garlands
by the divine of peace,
For in heaven eternal destiny
has written by the hand of God.
But should a foreign
Profane your land his sole,
Think, beloved fatherland, that
you a soldier in each son.

II
War, war without truce who would attempt
to the honor of the fatherland!
War, war! The patriotic
in waves of blood.
War, war! On the mount, in the
The cannon thunder
and the echoes nobly
to the of union! liberty!

III
Fatherland, before your children become
the yoke their necks in sway,
May your countryside be with blood,
On their feet trample.
And may your temples, and towers
in horrid crash,
and their ruins saying:
The was made of one thousand heroes here.

IV
Fatherland, fatherland, your swear
to exhale their in your cause,
If the bugle in its tone
should call them to struggle with bravery.
For you the garlands!
For a memory of glory!
For you a of victory!
For them a of honor!
Sent by Carlos Andr Pereira da Silva