El sol del veinticinco

EL SOL DEL VEINTICINCO

The sun of the twenty fifth

LYRICS by: Domingo Lombardi

MUSIC by: Santiago Rocca

TRANSLATION by: Alberto Paz

Last updated on: 5/23/11

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This song pays tribute to the May Revolution of 1810 that marked the birth of the future Republica Argentina. The date May 25 is celebrated as a national holiday in Argentina. Contrary to what some may think, it is not a tango or a milonga but a folk song of the Gato cancion genre.

CASTELLANO

ENGLISH

Ya el sol del veinticinco viene asomando, ya el sol del veinticinco viene asomando y su luz en el Plata va reflejando, y su luz en el Plata va reflejando. (recitado) ¿Oído? Ya lo anuncia la voz del cañón, icemos al tope nuestro pabellón. Y las campanas mezclan sus alborotos al de las dianas. “¡Viva la Patria!” se oye y el clamoreo, “¡Viva la Patria!” se oye y el clamoreo, hace dentrar en la sangre cierto hormigueo, hace dentrar en la sangre cierto hormigueo. (recitado) Al pueblo y al gauchaje hace el entusiasmo temblar de coraje. Y hasta parece que la estatua ‘e Belgrano se estremeciese. Al blanco y al celeste de tu bandera, al blanco y al celeste de tu bandera, contempló victoriosa la cordillera, contempló victoriosa la cordillera. (recitado) A traerte laureles cruzaron los Andes San Martín, Las Heras, Soler y otros grandes. Y ya, paisanos, fueron libres los pueblos americanos.

Already the sun of the twenty-fifth is looming, already the sun of the twenty-fifth is hovering and its light on the River Plate is reflecting and its light on the River Plate is reflecting. (Recited) Heard? The voice of the cannon is already announcing, let’s raise our flag to the top . And the bells mix their ringing to the reveille’s sounds.” Long live the motherland!” it’s heard and the clamor, ‘Long live the motherland!” it’s heard and the clamor, gets into the blood with a certain tingling, gets into the blood with a certain tingling. (Recited) To the people and the gauchos enthusiasm makes them tremble with courage. And it even seems that the statue of Belgrano shudders. To the white and blue of your flag To the white and blue of your flag looked victorious the mountain range, looked victorious the mountain range. (Recited) To bring you laurels they crossed the Andes San Martín, Las Heras, Soler and other great ones. And, then countrymen, were free the people of the Americas.

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