Himno Nacional de Guatemala

Oh, happy Guatemala! May your altars
Never be profaned by the executioner
Nor may there be slaves to lick the yoke
Nor tyrants to spit on your face
If tomorrow your sacred land
Is threatened by foreign invasion
Your beautiful flag, free in the wind
Will call to conquer or die

Your beautiful flag, free in the wind
Will call to conquer or die
May your people with fierce soul
Rather dead than a slave

From your old and harsh chains
You forged with an angry hand
The plow that fertilizes the soil
And the sword that saves honor

Our fathers fought one day
Ablaze with patriotic fervor
And they achieved without bloody clash
To place you on a throne of love

And they achieved without bloody clash
To place you on a throne of love
That of homeland, in energetic tone
Gave life to the redeeming ideal

Your emblem is a piece of sky
Where a cloud hangs its whiteness
And woe to those who with blind madness
Attempt to stain its colors!

For your brave and proud children
Who revere peace as a treasure
Never shy away from the rough fight
If they defend their land and home

Never shy away from the rough fight
If they defend their land and home
For only honor is their soul's idea
And the altar of the homeland their altar

Resting on a superb pedestal
Between two seas with sonorous noise
Under the wing of scarlet and gold
You fall asleep, beautiful quetzal

Indian bird that lives in your shield
Guardian that protects your land
May it soar higher
Than the condor and the royal eagle!

Your beautiful flag, free in the wind
Will call to conquer or die
May your people with fierce soul
Rather dead than a slave

May it soar higher
Than the condor and the royal eagle
And on its wings lift up to the sky
Guatemala, your immortal name!