• Asignatura: Inglés
  • Autor: tatiana1445
  • hace 8 años

hola quiero saber el himno del ecuador pero en ingles

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Respuesta dada por: Alexander223314
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http://www.ecuador-travel-guide.org/general/Anthem.htm el Link de la pagina
Respuesta dada por: vale515
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Hail, oh Fatherland! A thousand times, Oh, Fatherland Glory to you! Already your chest overflows, Joy and peace, and your radiant forehead, More than the sun we contemplate looking.   I Outraged your children from the yoke that the Iberian audacity imposed on you, of the unjust and horrible misfortune that weighed fatally on you, holy voice to the heavens lifted up, noble voice and without oath, to avenge the bloody monster, to break that servile yoke. The first the children of the soil that, superb; the Pichincha decorates they cheered you forever and they shed their blood for you. God looked and accepted the holocaust, and that blood was fertile germ of other heroes who, astonished, the world saw in your lathe thousands arise. From these heroes to the iron arm nothing had invincible the earth and from the valley to the highest mountain the sound of the fight was heard; after the fight the victory flew, freedom after the triumph came, and the shattered lion could be heard of impotence and spite roar. The Spanish fierceness finally gave way, and today, oh Fatherland, your free existence It is the noble and magnificent heritage who gave us, happy heroism; of the paternal hands we had, nobody try to tear it away now, nor our anger excite avenging want, fool or audacious, against himself. Nobody, oh Fatherland, try it. The shadows of your glorious heroes look at us, and the courage and pride that inspire They are auguries of triumphs for you. Come the iron and the fulminating lead, that to the idea of ​​war, and revenge the heroic strength awakens What made the fierce lion go down?   And if new chains prepare the injustice of barbarous luck, great Pichincha! you foresee death of the country and its children at last; sinks to the point in your deep bowels how much exists in your land: the tyrant Dock only ashes and in vain look for a trace of being next to you.


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