Dear Land of Freedom by Gaetano Donizetti — Lyrics

Mine thou art, dear land of freedom,Lowly vales and lofty mountains,All thy woodlands and all thy meadows,Rivers wid'ning from their never falling fountains,All are mine to guard and cherish,With a love that shall not perish.Crown'd with honor thou shalt stand.Our hopes shall rest secure in thee,My own dear native land. Fair land, whose banner is full of mystic light, Shining with its stars in their mystic brightness,Bright with glory from the years gone by,That from mem'ry sha11 not die. Dear native land, Well beloved land. My own beloved land.