Himno Istmeño

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Himno Istemño
English: Hymn of the Isthmus
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National anthem of  Panama
Also known as Himno Nacional de Panama
English: National Anthem of Panama
Lyrics Jeronimo de la Ossa, 1903
Music Santos A. Jorge, 1903
Adopted 1925
Relinquished present
Music sample

Himno Istmeño (English: Isthmian Hymn) is the national anthem of Panama (Spanish: Himno Nacional de Panama). The music was written by Santos Jorge, and the lyrics by Dr. Jeronimo de la Ossa.

The song is directed to the average, working-class Panamanian with such lyrics as "Ahead the shovel and pick; At work without any more dilation".

The usual length of the singing of the anthem is Chorus, Stanza I & II, then the Chorus again.

Lyrics

Spanish

Coro

Alcanzamos por fin la victoria
En el campo feliz de la unión;
Con ardientes fulgores de gloria
Se ilumina la nueva nación!

Es preciso cubrir con un velo
Del pasado el calvario y la cruz;
Y que adorne el azul de tu cielo
De concordia la espléndida luz.

El progreso acaricia tus lares.
Al compás de sublime canción,
Ves rugir a tus pies ambos mares
Que dan rumbo a tu noble misión.

(Coro)

En tu suelo cubierto de flores
A los besos del tibio terral,
Terminaron guerreros fragores;
Sólo reina el amor fraternal.


Adelante la pica y la pala,
Al trabajo sin más dilación,
Y seremos así prez y gala
De este mundo feraz de Colón.

(Coro)

English

At last we reached victory
In the joyous field of the union;
With ardent fires of glory
A new nation is alight. (Repeat last 2 lines.)

It is necessary to cover with a veil
The past times of Calvary and cross;
Let now the blue skies be adorned with
The splendid light of the concord.

Progress caresses your path.
To the rhythm of a sublime song,
You see both your seas roar at your feet
Giving you a path to your noble mission.

(Chorus)

In your soil covered with flowers
To the kisses of the warm clouds of dust,
Warrior roars have ceased;
Only fraternal love reigns.

Ahead the shovel and pick,
At work without any more dilation,
and we will be as such at work and gala
of this fruitful world of Columbus.

(Chorus)

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