| Lyrics: | Happy Guatemala
Fortunate Guatemala! May your altars
Never be profaned by cruel
men.
May there never be slaves who submit to their yoke,
Or tyrants who deride you.
If
tomorrow your sacred soil
Should be threatened by foreign invasion,
Your fair flag, flying
freely in the wind,
Will call to you: Conquer or die.
Your fair flag, flying freely in the
wind,
Will call to you: Conquer or die.
For your people, with heart and soul,
Would
prefer death to slavery.
Sent by Carlos Andr Pereira da Silva Branco |
