Spanish lyrics

Serenos y alegres, valientes y osados,
Cantemos, soldados, el himno à la lid.
De nuestros acentos el orbe se admire
Y en nosotros mire los hijos del Cid.

Soldados, la patria nos llama a la lid.

Juremos por ella vencer o morir.

El mundo vio nunca, más noble osadía,
Ni vio nunca un día más grande el valor,
Que aquel, inflamados, nos vimos del fuego,
Excitar a Riego de Patria el amor.

Soldados, la patria nos llama a la lid.

Juremos por ella vencer o morir.

La trompa guerrera sus ecos al viento,
Horror al sediento, ya ruge el cañón.
A Marte sañudo la audacia provoca
Y el ingenio invoca de nuestra nación.

Soldados, la patria nos llama a la lid.

Juremos por ella vencer o morir.

English lyrics

Serene and happy, brave and daring,
Let us sing, soldiers, the battle hymn.
Our voices shall astonish the world
Which will see us as the children of the Cid.

Soldiers, the country calls us to the fight.

We swear to her to conquer or to die.

Never saw the world more noble daring,
Nor any day when greater valour was shown,
Than that when excited we saw the fire of battle
Awaken in Riego the love of his land.

Soldiers, the country calls us to the fight.

We swear to her to conquer or to die.

The war trumpet echoes to the winds;
Affrighting the greedy, the cannon now roars.
Our warrior daring calls forth the audacity
And the ingenuity of our nation.

Soldiers, the country calls us to the fight.

We swear to her to conquer or to die.

Spanish and Catalan lyrics

(Spanish)
Si los curas y frailes supieran,
la paliza que les van a dar,
subirían al coro cantando:

"¡Libertad, libertad, libertad!"

(Spanish)
Si los Reyes de España supieran
lo poco que van a durar,
à la calle saldrían gritando:

"¡Libertad, libertad, libertad!"

(Catalan)
La Reina vol corona?
Corona li darem...
que vingui a Barcelona

I el coll li tallarem!

(Spanish)
Un hombre estaba cagando,
y no tenía papel,
pasó el Rey Alfonso XIII

¡Y se limpio el culo con él!

Translation

(From Spanish)
If priests and monks knew;
the beating they're going to receive,
they'd make a chorus and sing:

"Freedom, freedom, freedom!"

(From Spanish)
If the Kings of Spain knew
how little they're going to last,
they'd go out on the street and sing:

"Freedom, freedom, freedom!"

(From Catalan)
The queen wants a crown?
We'll give her a crown...
Let her come to Barcelona

And we'll cut her head off!

(From Spanish)
A man was pooping
But had no paper.
King Alfonso XIII came by

So he wiped his ass with him.