The Star-Spangled Banner

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The Star-Spangled Banner is het volkslied van de Verenigde Staten van Amerika. Componist Francis Scott Key in 1814.

The Star-Spangled Banner

(> Nederlands)

I.

Oh, say can you see by the dawn's early light

What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?

Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,

O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming?

And the rocket's red glare, the bombs bursting in air,

Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.

Chorus

Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wave

O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?

II.

On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,

Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,

What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep,

As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?

Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,

In full glory reflected now shines in the stream

Chorus

'Tis the star-spangled banner! Oh long may it wave

O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

III.

And where is that band who so vauntingly swore

That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion,

A home and a country should leave us no more!

Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution.

No refuge could save the hireling and slave

From the terror of flight and the gloom of the grave

Chorus

And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave

O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

IV.

Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand

Between their loved home and the war's desolation!

Bles't with victory and peace, may the heav'n rescued land

Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation.

Then conquer we must, when¹ our cause it is just,

And this be our motto: "In God is our trust."

Chorus

And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave

O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

De met sterren bezaaide vlag

(> Engels)

o zeg, kun je zien bij 't ochtendlicht

wat trots we streken bij laatste schemer

wiens brede strepen, held're sterren, door zware strijd

op wallen zagen we, stroomden zo fier

rood rakettengloed, barstende bommen

bewezen de vlag was 's nachts nog daar

zeg, wappert de besterde vlag nog

op 't vrije land met koene lui?

aan de kust, schimmig in dichte mist

waar 's vijands minne waard in stilte rust,

wat is 't dat de wind op steile hoogte,

als 't gepast waait nu verhult, dan toont?

nu vangt 't een glimp van de dageraad,

in volle glorie gespiegeld in de stroom:

't is de besterde vlag! lang wapp're hij

op 't vrije land met koene lui!

en waar is 't verbond zo snood gezworen

dat oorlogsleed en strijdverwarring

een thuisland niet van ons vervreemt?

bloed gewassen van hun vuile voeten.

geen hulp redt slaaf of huurling

van vlucht- of doodsangst:

en de besterde vlag waait in triomf

op 't vrije land met koene lui!

zo zal 't altijd zijn als vrijen staan

tussen geliefd thuis en oorlogsleed!

geëerd met roem en vree,'t Hemelsgered land

loof de Macht die de staat gaf en behield.

dan moeten we winnen, want onze zaak is goed,

dit is de leus: "Vertrouw op God."

de besterde vlag wapp're in glorie

op 't vrije land met koene lui!