COSTA RICA
Noble patria tu hermosa bandera En la lucha tenaz de fecunda labor Conquistaron tus hijos, labriegos sencillos, Eterno prestigio, estima y honor, Cuando alguno pretenda tu gloria manchar, ¡Salve patria! tu pródigo suelo
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TRANSLATION |
Noble homeland, your beautiful flag Express for us your life: Under the limpid blue of your skies, Peace reigns, white and pure. In the tenacious battle of fruitful toil, That brings a glow to men's faces, Your sons, simple farm hands, Gained eternal renown, esteem and honour, Gained eternal renown, esteem and honour. Hail, gentle country! Hail, loving mother! If anyone should attempt to besmirch your glory, You will see your people, valiant and virile, Exchange their rustic tools for weapons. Hail, O homeland! Your prodigal soil Gives us sweet sustenance and shelter. Under the limpid blue of your sky, May peaceful labour ever continue.
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Music adopted in 1853, words in 1900 Words by JOSÉ MARÍA ZELEDÓN BRENES (1877-1949) |