Loadstar 142/142side4.d64/honduras.txt

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tu bandera, tu bandera es un lampo
de cielo por un bloque,
por un bloque de nieve cruzado;

y se ven en su fondo sagrado
cinco estrellas de palido azul;
en tu emblema que un mar rumoroso
con sus ondas bravias escuda,
de un volcan,

de un volcan tras la coma desnuda
hay un astro,
hay un astro de nidita luz.

india, virgen y hermosa dormias
de tus mares al canto sonoro,
quando echada en tus cuencas de
oro el audaz navegante te hallo;

y al mirar tu belleza extasiado al
influjo ideal de tu encanto,
la orla azul de tu esplendido
manto con su beso
de amor consagro.
as your standard, as your standard
serves a strip of cloudless azure,
which in twain is cut,
which in twain is cut
by a band that snows besprinkle;

in whose sacred abysses there
twinkle five pale stars
lit with softest rays of blue.

and in your shield,
that a strident sea is guarding
with the bulwark
of its savage billows' might,

a volcano stands,
a volcano stands,
from whose lonely summit's height
comes the beacon clear,


comes the beacon clear,
of a star that flashes there.


india, like a fair maid you were
sleeping to the sound
of the ocean unresting;
within the cradle of your golden
valleys nesting,
when the bold navigator
sighted you, and in the spell
of your potent charms a victim,
by all the marvels of your
loveliness enchanted,

devoutly a kiss loveladen
he implanted on your mantle's
rich margin of blue.