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Our land, our land, our fatherland,Sound loud, O name of worth!No mount that meets the heaven's band.No hidden vale, no wavewashed strand.Is loved, as is our native North.Our own forefathers' earth.Thy blossom, in the bud laid low,Yet ripened shall upspring.See! From our love once more shall growThy light, thy joy, thy hope, thy glow!And clearer yet one day shall ringThe song our land shall sing.Sent by Carlos André Pereira da Silva Branco
Our land, our land, our fatherland,Sound loud, O name of worth!No mount that meets the heaven's band.No hidden vale, no wavewashed strand.Is loved, as is our native North.Our own forefathers' earth.Thy blossom, in the bud laid low,Yet ripened shall upspring.See! From our love once more shall growThy light, thy joy, thy hope, thy glow!And clearer yet one day shall ringThe song our land shall sing.Sent by Carlos André Pereira da Silva Branco