Luyện nghe bài hát Mexico Anthem Text

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

II
War, war without truce against who attempt
to the honor of the fatherland!
War, war! The banners
saturate in of blood.
War, war! On the mount, in the
The terrifying cannon
and the echoes nobly
to the of union! liberty!

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

IV
Fatherland, fatherland, your swear
to exhale their breath in cause,
If the bugle in its belligerent
should call upon them to struggle 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