Ya se ve, Patria mía, en tu oriente

nuevo sol esparcir claridad;

ya podemos con voz reverente

pronunciar: Dios, Unión, Libertad.

Cambiarán ya tu vida y tu suerte

un solo hombre tus hijos serán;

ya entre ellos no habrá guerra o muerte

y dichosos tu bien labrarán.

Ya podrás alcanzar pura gloria,

de tus próceres sueño tenaz

y el laurel de tu espléndida historia

será signo de triunfo y de paz.

Salve, Patria, tu hermosa bandera

luce al viento del cielo el color;

a su sombra juramos doquiera

a vencer o morir por tu honor.

In your orient, it can be seen, oh motherland

a new sun that spreads a shining light;

So lets us all, in a reverent voice

proclaim: God, Union, Liberty.

Your life and fortune shall change

and all of your children shall be as one;

and there shall not be neither war nor death amongst them

and in happiness their prosperity they'll forge.

May you reach pure glory,

of your heroes' tenacious dream

and let the laurels of your splendid history

be a sign of triumph and peace.

Hail, your beautiful flag, oh Motherland

it flies in the winds as the colour of your sky;

and under your shadow we solemnly swear

to prevail or die for your honor anywhere.