No ancient lyre, no mystic tone, I sing of freedom, bold and strong. Columbia’s harp, I claim my own, To wake the brave with a rebel’s song. A broken chain, we raise it high, Defy the tyrant’s cruel disguise. With fearless hearts, we’ll stand and cry, For liberty, our spirits rise! Oh, sons and daughters, hear the call, United we stand, we’ll never fall. For freedom’s fire, we’ll give our all, Together we rise, with Liberty’s call! Where is the soul that dares to dream? That fearless gaze, that heart supreme. No storm of rage can break our beam, We’ll face the dark with a righteous gleam. No coward’s bow to a despot’s might, We’ll break the rod that chains the night. With every step, we claim our right, To live as free in the blazing light! Oh, sons and daughters, hear the call, United we stand, we’ll never fall. For freedom’s fire, we’ll give our all, Together we rise, with Liberty’s call! From ancient heroes, their spirits soar, Wallace, Alfred, their echoes roar. On fields of valor, we’ll fight once more, For justice, for truth, we’ll settle the score. No tyrant’s chain can hold us down, We’ll wear our freedom like a crown! Oh, sons and daughters, hear the call, United we stand, we’ll never fall. For freedom’s fire, we’ll give our all, Together we rise, with Liberty’s call! So raise the flag, let the anthem ring, For every heart that dares to sing. Columbia’s dream, forever free, Liberty’s call lives in you and me.
