Από την Κρήτη εθελοντής στον Αμερικανικό Στρατό., item 78

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           AMERICA

1  My country! ’tis of thee,

    Sweet land of liberty,

    Of thee I sing:

    Land where my fathers died!

    Land of the pilgrims’ pride!

    From ev’ry mountain side

    Let freedom ring!


2 My native country, thee,

    Land of the noble, free.

    Thy name I love;

    I love thy rocks and rills,

    Thy woods and templed hills:

    My heart with rapture thrills

    Like that above.


3 Let music swell the breeze,

   And ring from all the trees

   Sweet freedom's song:

   Let mortal tongues awake;

   Let all that breathe partake;

   Let rocks their silence break,

   The sound prolong.


4 Our fathers' God to Thee,

   Author of liberty,

   To Thee we sing:

   Long may our land be bright

   With freedom's holy light;

   Protect us by Thy might,

   Great God, our King!

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           AMERICA

1  My country! ’tis of thee,

    Sweet land of liberty,

    Of thee I sing:

    Land where my fathers died!

    Land of the pilgrims’ pride!

    From ev’ry mountain side

    Let freedom ring!


2 My native country, thee,

    Land of the noble, free.

    Thy name I love;

    I love thy rocks and rills,

    Thy woods and templed hills:

    My heart with rapture thrills

    Like that above.


3 Let music swell the breeze,

   And ring from all the trees

   Sweet freedom's song:

   Let mortal tongues awake;

   Let all that breathe partake;

   Let rocks their silence break,

   The sound prolong.


4 Our fathers' God to Thee,

   Author of liberty,

   To Thee we sing:

   Long may our land be bright

   With freedom's holy light;

   Protect us by Thy might,

   Great God, our King!


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  • November 1, 2018 07:35:24 Zafiro Marti

               AMERICA

    1  My country! ’tis of thee,

        Sweet land of liberty,

        Of thee I sing:

        Land where my fathers died!

        Land of the pilgrims’ pride!

        From ev’ry mountain side

        Let freedom ring!


    2 My native country, thee,

        Land of the noble, free.

        Thy name I love;

        I love thy rocks and rills,

        Thy woods and templed hills:

        My heart with rapture thrills

        Like that above.


    3 Let music swell the breeze,

       And ring from all the trees

       Sweet freedom's song:

       Let mortal tongues awake;

       Let all that breathe partake;

       Let rocks their silence break,

       The sound prolong.


    4 Our fathers' God to Thee,

       Author of liberty,

       To Thee we sing:

       Long may our land be bright

       With freedom's holy light;

       Protect us by Thy might,

       Great God, our King!


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    Γαλλία, Suresnes

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