Luyện nghe bài hát Mexico Anthem Text

Mexicans, at the cry of
your swords and bridle;
and let the earth tremble at its
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 enemy
Profane your land his sole,
Think, beloved fatherland, heaven
you a soldier in each son.

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

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

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