Coro Somos libres, se�moslo siempre, y antes niegue sus luces el sol que faltemos al voto solemne que la patria al Eterno elev�. I Largo tiempo el peruano oprimido la ominosa cadena arrastr�; condenado a cruel servidumbre largo tiempo en silencio gimi�. Mas apenas el grito sagrado �Libertad! en sus costas se oy�, la indolencia de esclavo sacude, la humillada cerviz levant�. II Ya el estruendo de broncas cadenas que escuchamos tres siglos de horror, de los libres al grito sagrado que oy� at�nito el mundo, ces�. Por doquier San Mart�n inflamado, libertad, libertad, pronunci�, y meciendo su base los Andes la anunciaron, tambi�n, a una voz. III Con su influjo los pueblos despiertan y cual rayo corri� la opini�n; desde el istmo a las tierras del fuego, desde el fuego a la helada regi�n. Todos juran romper el enlace que Natura a ambos mundos neg�, y quebrar ese cetro que Espa�a reclinaba orgullosa en los dos. IV Lima cumple ese voto solemne, y, severa, su enojo mostr�, al tirano impotente lanzando, que intentaba alargar su opresi�n. A su esfuerzo saltaron los grillos y los surcos que en s� repar�, le atizaron el odio y venganza que heredara de su Inca y Se�or. V Compatriotas, no m�s verla esclava. Si humillada tres siglos gimi�, para siempre jur�mosla libre, manteniendo su propio esplendor. Nuestros brazos, hasta hoy desarmados est�n siempre cebando el ca��n, que alg�n d�a las playas de Iberia sentir�n de su estruendo el terror. VI Excitemos los celos de Espa�a pues presiente con mengua y furor que en concurso de grandes naciones nuestra patria entrar� en parang�n. En la lista que de �stas se forme llenaremos primero el regl�n que el tirano ambicioso Iberino, que la Am�rica toda asol�. VII En su cima los Andes sostengan la bandera o pend�n bicolor, que a los siglos anuncie el esfuerzo que ser libres por siempre nos dio. A su sombra vivamos tranquilos, y al nacer por sus cumbres el sol, renovemos el gran juramento
que rendimos al Dios de Jacob.
Chorus We are free, may we always be so, and let the sun rather deny its light Than allow us to break the solemn vow which the motherland elevated to the Eternal. I For a long time the oppressed Peruvian dragged the ominous chain; sentenced to a cruel servitude for a long time in silence he moaned. But as soon as the sacred cry of “Liberty!” was heard on its coasts, he shook off the indolence of slavery, he raised the humiliated neck. II Now the roar of rough chains that we had heard for three centuries of horror from the free, at the sacred cry that the world heard astonished, ceased. https://www.world-countries.orghttps://www.world-countries.org Everywhere the inflamed San Mart�n “Liberty”, “Liberty” pronounced; and the Andes, rocking their base, announced it as well, in unison. III With its influx the peoples woke up, and like lighting ran the opinion; from the Isthmus to Tierra del Fuego, and from Tierra del Fuego to the icy region. Everyone vowed to break the link that Nature denied to both worlds, and break the sceptre that Spain had reclined, proud, on both. IV Lima fulfilled this solemn vow, and, severe, her anger showed by throwing out the powerless tyrant, who had been trying to extend his oppression. On her endeavor the shackles cracked, and the furrows that she had repaired in herself stirred up her hatred and vengeance, inherited from her Inca and Lord. V Countrymen, may we see her a slave no more. If for three centuries she moaned, humiliated, forever may we vow that she be free, maintaining her own splendor. Our arms, until today unarmed, be they always readying the cannon, that some day the beaches of Iberia will feel the horror of its roar. VI May we arouse the jealousy of Spain since it has a premonition, with want and furor, that in a contest of great nations our country will enter in comparison. On the list formed by these we shall fill the line first, ahead of the ambitious Iberian tyrant, who devastated all of America. VII On its summit may the Andes sustain the two-color flag or standard, may it announce to the centuries the effort that gave us being free forever. Under its shadow may we live calmly and, at the sun’s birth over its summits, may we renew the great oath
we rendered to the God of Jacob.