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Chorus
Ayer fuiste pujante y altiva,
en la lucha sangrienta y tenaz;
mas ya, patria te ciñes la oliva;
y hoy tu gloria se funda en la paz.
I
¡Patria ilustre! tus hijos recuerdan
con orgullo la trágica lucha:
aun parece que en torno se escucha
el tremendo rugir del cañón.
Fue la prueba temible tan larga,
que la sangre a torrentes vertiste,
y en la homérica lid te creciste,
esforzando el marcial corazón.
II
En los brazos de insignes guerreros,
con Anzoátegui, Freites, Monagas,
arrasaste las bélicas plagas
y te erguiste triunfante doquier;
En la liza feral y gloriosa
contra iberia de heroica porfía,
tuya fue la postrer bizarría;
tuya fue la victoria postrer.
(chorus)
Lyrics in English Language
Chorus
Yesterday you were strong and haughty,
in the bloody and tenacious fight;
but now, homeland you wear the olive,
and today your glory is founded in peace.
I
Illustrious homeland! Your sons remember
with pride the tragic fight:
still it seems that it's heard around
the tremendous roar of the canon.
That the blood in torrents you poured,
and in the Homeric vie you grew,
forcing the martial heart.
II
In the arms of illustrious warriors,
with Anzoátegui, Freites, Monagas,
you destroyed the belligerent plague
and erected yourself triumphal everywhere;
In the glorious and feral vie
against Iberia of heroic stubbornness,
yours was the hindermost bizarreness;
yours was the ulterior victory.
