Spanish → English transcript

Listen to the

roar coming down from the hills, here there is no fear and not a trace of chills.

They want to choke the sap of this land, with imperial claws and war drums.

From the north they throw their poisonous breath, wanting to take over what

is not theirs.

But this soil has roots of steel,

and a people who will not sell out for money. Trump raises walls of hatred

and of lies, while the island breathes with its own strength.

It has been sixty years of constant hostile siege,

but we keep moving forward with a steady step.

There is no threat that can break our faith,

Cubans know well how to stand tall.

Here dignity has no price and no owner,

we are the guardian of our own dream. Resist, my people, with your fist held high,

facing the invader and his dark assault.

There is no surrender under this burning sun,

because we know that the homeland is defended. Resist, my brother,

with your head held high, for every victory in the hardened struggle.

Honor is the compass of our people,

because we know that the homeland is defended.

Resist, my people, with your fist raised high,

against the invader and his dark assault.

There is no surrender under this burning sun,

because we know that the homeland is defended.