Luyện nghe bài hát Mexico Anthem Text

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

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

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

IV
Fatherland, fatherland, your swear
to exhale breath in your cause,
If the bugle in its tone
should call upon 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