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We knew thee of old,Oh, divinely restored,By the lights of thine eyesAnd the light of thy SwordFrom the graves of our slainShall thy valour prevailAs we greet thee again-Hail, Liberty! Hail!Long time didst thou dwellMid the peoples that mourn,Awaiting some voiceThat should bid thee return.Ah, slow broke that dayAnd no man dared call,For the shadow of tyrannyLay over all:And we saw thee sad-eyed,The tears on thy cheeksWhile thy raiment was dyedIn the blood of the Greeks.Yet, behold now thy sonsWith impetuous breathGo forth to the fightSeeking Freedom or Death.From the graves of our slainShall thy valour prevailAs we greet thee again-Hail, Liberty! Hail!Sent by Carlos André Pereira da Silva Branco
We knew thee of old,Oh, divinely restored,By the lights of thine eyesAnd the light of thy SwordFrom the graves of our slainShall thy valour prevailAs we greet thee again-Hail, Liberty! Hail!Long time didst thou dwellMid the peoples that mourn,Awaiting some voiceThat should bid thee return.Ah, slow broke that dayAnd no man dared call,For the shadow of tyrannyLay over all:And we saw thee sad-eyed,The tears on thy cheeksWhile thy raiment was dyedIn the blood of the Greeks.Yet, behold now thy sonsWith impetuous breathGo forth to the fightSeeking Freedom or Death.From the graves of our slainShall thy valour prevailAs we greet thee again-Hail, Liberty! Hail!Sent by Carlos André Pereira da Silva Branco