Luyện nghe bài hát Mexico Anthem Text

Mexicans, at the cry of
your swords and bridle;
and let the earth at its center
the roar of the cannon.
Your forehead shall be girded, oh fatherland, olive garlands
by the archangel of peace,
For in your eternal destiny
has been written by the of God.
But a foreign enemy
your land with his sole,
Think, fatherland, that heaven
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 nobly resound
to the of union! liberty!

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

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