Coro:
¡Ciudadanos! El sol de los libres
ha subido radiante al cenit!
Su esplendor nos infunda el aliento
de vencer por la Patria o morir!

I
Costa Rica rompió las cadenas
que la ataban a extraño poder;
soltó al viento su propria^[a] bandera
y el imperio fundó de la ley.^[b]

Libertad proclamó entusiasmada,
Libertad en el orden y el bien;
del progreso ciñó la guirnalda
¡en su virgen^[c] y cándida sien!

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II
La ambición de un oscuro extranjero
someterla al yugo intentó,
indignados se alzaron los pueblos,
y gritaron: «atrás invasor!»

Y de Walker las huestes rabiosas
escucharon templando la voz,
pues sobre ellas, las lides heroicas,
Costa Rica clavó su pendón.

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III
Largos años entonces el cielo
quiso darnos de dicha y de paz
I (sic) a su sombra benigna, el Progreso
la riqueza fundó nacional.

El trabajo constante i (sic) activo
daba al pueblo, munifico, el pan
I (sic) era Guardia, el deber circunscrito,
Del derecho del pueblo, el guardián.

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IV
La codicia de hermanos celosos
agitada en constante inquietud:
no consciente vivamos nosotros
en la paz, el progreso i la luz;

I nos retan a lid fraticida
preparando el traidor arcabuz;
¡vengan, pues, que jamá la injusticia
vencerá nuestra noble actitud!

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V
El cañón que en San Juan i San Jorge
hizo el polvo otro tiempo morder
al intruso bandido del Norte,
su estampido prepara otra vez;

Si el clarín sanguinario resuena,
Costa Rica, con noble altivez,
´guerra, guerra´ dirán sus cornetas,
«¡Ciudadanos, morir o vencer!»

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VI
I del mar i del prado i del bosque,
Del desierto i poblado la voz
La ha escuchado el lejano horizonte
Repitiendo: «¡Jamás! ¡Invasor!»

»Nuestro suelo no huella la planta
de una alianza cobarde feroz,
Mientras brille la chispa sagrada,
en el pueblo, de bélico ardor»

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VII
Mientras Guardia, el soldado aguerrido,
Trace al pueblo del pueblo el deber,
aunque se halle la patria en peligro,
Guardar puede su honor i su fe;

¡Salve oh Guardia, valiente i patriota!
¡Salve, oh Guardia, de heroica altivez!
Salve, oh Guardia, su honor i sus glorias
son de un pueblo de libres, sostén.

Coro

Chorus:
Citizens, the sun of the free
has risen radiantly to the zenith:
its splendour gives us the breath
to win for the Fatherland or die.

I
Costa Rica broke the chains
that bound her to foreign power;
she let loose her own flag to the wind
and founded the empire of law.

Liberty proclaimed enthusiastically,
Liberty in order and good;
she girded the garland of progress
on her virgin and innocent temple!

Chorus

II
The ambition of a suspicious foreigner
tried to submit her to the yoke,
outraged, the peoples rose up,
and they cried: "Back off, invader!"

And Walker's enraged troops
listened, tempering their voices,
for over them, the heroic battles,
Costa Rica nailed her banner.

Chorus

III
For long years thereupon heaven
wanted to give us happiness and peace
and in its benign shadow, progress
founded national wealth.

Constant and active work
gave the people, generous, bread
and Guardia was, the circumscribed duty,
Of the right of the people, the guardian.

Chorus

IV
The greed of jealous brothers
agitated in constant restlessness:
let us not consciously live
in peace, progress and light;

And they challenge us to a fratricidal fight
preparing the traitorous arquebus;
Come, then, so that injustice never
will overcome our noble attitude!

Chorus

V
The cannon that in San Juan and San Jorge
once made the dust bite
the intruder bandit from the North,
its blast prepares again;

If the bloodthirsty clarion resounds,
Costa Rica, with noble pride,
'War, war' will say its horns,
"Citizens, death or victory!"

Chorus

VI
And from the sea and the meadow and the forest,
From the desert and settlement, the voice
Has been heard by the distant horizon
Repeating: "Never! Invader!"

"Our soil does not mark the plant
of a fierce cowardly alliance,
As long as the holy spark shines,
in the people, of warlike ardour"

Chorus

VII
As long as Guardia, the hardened soldier,
Outlines the duty of the people to the people,
even if the fatherland finds itself in danger,
It can keep its honour and his faith;

Hail oh Guardia, brave and patriotic!
Hail, oh Guardia, of heroic pride!
Hail, oh Guardia, your honour and your glories
Are the sustenance of a free people.

Cantaré de la patria querida
el honor, libertad y esplendor
Con el alma de júbilo henchida
cantaré de la patria el honor.

En tu faz, sin afán, tus hijos vivirán
siempre unidos gozarán del honor
sin triste desdén animados^[d] irán
al glorioso clamor, a la voz de la libertad.

Ceñiré de la Patria la sien inmortal
de laurel y de mirto triunfal.
Tocaré con placer el clarín del afán,
honor cantaré a tu gloria y valor.

I will sing of the dear fatherland
the honour, liberty and splendour
with the soul filled with jubilation
I will sing the honour of the fatherland.

In your face, without hardship, your children will live
always together, they will enjoy honour
without sad disdain, animated they will go
to the clamour of honour, to the voice of freedom.

I will gird the immortal temple of the Fatherland
of laurel and triumphal myrtle.
I will play the clarion of eagerness with pleasure,
honour I will sing to your glory and courage.

Coro:
De la patria el amor nos inspira,
elevémosle un himno triunfal
De Tirteo en la bélica lira
celebremos su gloria inmortal.

I
Nuestra voz acordada resuene viril
desde el Ande gigante a la mar;
y repitan los valles, cual trueno rugiente,
𝄆 las bélicas notas del patrio cantar. 𝄇

Desde el bosque sombrío al florido pensil,
cunda el eco potente, sublime, ferviente
y al ara bendita, holocausto de amor,
las preseas llevemos de gloria y honor.

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II
Nuestro hogar defendamos sin miedo a la lid
que el laurel nos espera al vencer;
y si acaso tendidos a tierra caemos,
𝄆 espléndida gloria nos da el perecer. 𝄇

Sobre el campo tendido a la patria decid,
que del bueno el cadáver jamás dejaremos,
y al suelo confiando su cuerpo mortal,
cantaremos al héroe el himno triunfal.

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III
Nuestros bosques frondosos aliento nos dan,
Con su dulce fragancia sutil;
Y del valle la verde llanura florida,
𝄆 Enérgico impulso de ardor juvenil. 𝄇

De la patria querida las glorias serán
luz inmensa y calor que sustenta la vida,
y en ella al rendir en suspiro postrer,
miraremos la muerte con hondo placer.

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IV
Gloria, honor a la patria que amante nos dio
Cuanto es grato a la vida mortal:
gloria, honor a la tierra y bendita y hermosa,
𝄆 que a altísima gloria aspira ideal 𝄇

Si su nombre sin mancha doquiera brilló,
cual estrella radiante de lumbre preciosa;
por ella juremos cual bravos reñur;
sí, juremos por ella vencer o morir.

Coro

Chorus:
The love of the fatherland inspires us.
Let us raise it a triumphal hymn
on the warlike lyre of Tyrtaeus.
Let us celebrate its immortal glory.

I
Our accordant voice resounds virile
from the giant Andes to the sea;
and the valleys repeat, like roaring thunder,
the singing of the warlike notes of the fatherland.

From the shady forest to the flowery garden,
spreads the powerful, sublime, fervent echo
and to the blessed altar, a burnt offering of love,
we carry the medals of glory and honour.

Chorus

II
Let us defend our home without fear of battle
since the laurel awaits us when we win;
and if we may fall lying on the ground,
death gives us splendid glory.

Over the extensive countryside, say to the homeland,
that we will never leave the corpse of the good,
and to the ground, entrusting his mortal body,
we will sing the triumphal hymn to the hero.

Chorus

III
Our lush forests give us breath,
With their sweet, subtle fragrance;
And from the valley, the green flowery plain,
An energetic impulse of youthful ardour.

From the dear fatherland, the glories will be
an immense light and warmth that sustains life,
and in it, when taking our last breath,
we will look at death with deep pleasure.

Chorus

IV
Glory, honour to the fatherland that, beloved, gave us
All that is gratifying to mortal life:
glory, honour to the earth, blessed and beautiful,
that aspires an ideal to the highest glory

If its spotless name shone everywhere,
like a radiant star of precious brilliance;
for it we swear like brave fighters;
yes, we swear to win or die for it.

Chorus

Costa Rica tu hermosa bandera
expresión de tu vida nos da;
Bajo el manto azul de tu cielo
blanca y pura descansa la paz.

Costa Rica, your beautiful flag
gives us expression of your life;
under the blue cloak of your sky,
white and pure, rests peace.

¡Salve, oh patria!, tu pródigo suelo
dulce abrigo y sustento nos da;
Bajo el límpido azul de tu cielo,
¡blanca y pura descansa la paz!

Hail, oh fatherland! Your prodigal soil
gives us sweet shelter and sustenance;
under the limpid blue of your sky,
white and pure, rests peace!