Inno Nazionale Italiano

Brothers of Italy,
Italy has woken,
With Scipio's helmet
Binding her head.
Where is Victory?
Let her bow down,
For God created her
Slave of Rome.

Brothers of Italy,
Italy has woken,
With Scipio's helmet
Binding her head.
Where is Victory?
Let her bow down,
For God created her
Slave of Rome.

Let us unite,
We are ready to die.
We are ready to die,
Italy has called.

Let us unite,
We are ready to die.
We are ready to die,
Italy has called. Yes!

We were for centuries
Trampled, derided,
Because we are not a people,
Because we are divided.

Let us gather under
One flag, one hope.
The time to unite
Has already come.

Let us unite, love each other,
Union and love
Reveal to the peoples
The ways of the Lord.

We swear to make
Our native land free.
United for God,
Who can defeat us?

Let us unite,
We are ready to die.
We are ready to die,
Italy has called.

Let us unite,
We are ready to die.
We are ready to die,
Italy has called. Yes!

From the Alps to Sicily,
Legnano is everywhere.
Every man has the heart,
The hand of Ferruccio.

The children of Italy
Are called Balilla.
The sound of every bell
Rang the Vespers.

They are reeds that bow
To the swords sold.
Already the Austrian Eagle
Has lost its feathers.

The blood of Italy,
The Polish blood,
Was drunk by the Cossack,
But it burned his heart.

Let us unite,
We are ready to die.
We are ready to die,
Italy has called.

Let us unite,
We are ready to die.
We are ready to die,
Italy has called. Yes!