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Os Pinos (The Pines) is the anthem of Galicia (Spain).

The lyrics are by Eduardo Pondal; the music by Pascual Veiga. It was composed in 1907 and made official in 1977.

¿Que din os rumorosos

na costa verdecente,

ó raio transparente

do prácido luar?

¿Que din as altas copas

de escuro arume harpado

co seu ben compasado

monótono fungar?

Do teu verdor cinguido

e de benignos astros,

confín dos verdes castros

e valeroso chan,

non deas a esquecemento

da inxuria o rudo encono;

esperta do teu soño

fogar de Breogán.

Os bos e xenerosos

a nosa voz entenden,

e con arroubo atenden

o noso rouco son,

mais só os iñorantes,

e féridos e duros,

imbéciles e escuros

non os entenden, non.

Os tempos son chegados

dos bardos das idades

que as vosas vaguidades

cumprido fin terán;

mais onde quer, xigante

a nosa voz pregoa

a redenzón da boa

nazón de Breogán.

Translation:

What say the murmurers

On the coast greenly glowing

By the transparent beam

Of the calm moonlight?

What say the treetops

Of dark, bent pine twigs

In their harmonious

Monotonous buzzing?

"Ringed by thy greenness,

And by the benign stars,

To the bounds of the green hill forts

And valuable plains,

Do not let be forgotten

The harsh rancour of thy wounding;

Awaken from thy slumbers

O hearth of Breoghan.

"The good and generous

Will understand our words

And eagerly will hearken

To our rough sounds.

But only the ignorant,

And wounded and hard,

The foolish and those in darkness

Will not understand us.

"The times are now upon us

Sung by the ancient bards,

When all thy wanderings

Shall have achieved their end;

And everywhere, gigantic,

Our voice loudly proclaimeth

The redemption of the noble

Folk of Breoghan."

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