On Aljubarrota's hallowed ground
Echoes of valor still resound
The banners waved, the swords were drawn
In thirteen hundred and eighty-five's dawn
Portugal's hope, in desperate stand
Against Castile's encroaching hand
The banners waved, the swords were drawn
In thirteen hundred and eighty-five's dawn
Armies clashed with iron and might
As day turned into blood-red night
The fields ran red the cost was high
But freedom's banner did not died
Armies clashed with iron and might
As day turned into blood-red night
The fields ran red the cost was high
But freedom's banner did not died
On Aljubarrota's hallowed ground
Echoes of valor still resound
The banners waved, the swords were drawn
In thirteen hundred and eighty-five's dawn
Portugal's hope, in desperate stand
Against Castile's encroaching hand
The banners waved, the swords were drawn
In thirteen hundred and eighty-five's dawn
Armies clashed with iron and might
As day turned into blood-red night
The fields ran red the cost was high
But freedom's banner did not died
Armies clashed with iron and might
As day turned into blood-red night
The fields ran red the cost was high
But freedom's banner did not died
Armies clashed with iron and might
As day turned into blood-red night
The fields ran red the cost was high
But freedom's banner did not died
Armies clashed with iron and might
As day turned into blood-red night
The fields ran red the cost was high
But freedom's banner did not died
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English
On Aljubarrota's hallowed ground
Echoes of valor still resound
The banners waved, the swords were drawn
In thirteen hundred and eighty-five's dawn
Portugal's hope, in desperate stand
Against Castile's encroaching hand
The banners waved, the swords were drawn
In thirteen hundred and eighty-five's dawn
Armies clashed with iron and might
As day turned into blood-red night
The fields ran red the cost was high
But freedom's banner did not died
Armies clashed with iron and might
As day turned into blood-red night
The fields ran red the cost was high
But freedom's banner did not died
On Aljubarrota's hallowed ground
Echoes of valor still resound
The banners waved, the swords were drawn
In thirteen hundred and eighty-five's dawn
Portugal's hope, in desperate stand
Against Castile's encroaching hand
The banners waved, the swords were drawn
In thirteen hundred and eighty-five's dawn
Armies clashed with iron and might
As day turned into blood-red night
The fields ran red the cost was high
But freedom's banner did not died
Armies clashed with iron and might
As day turned into blood-red night
The fields ran red the cost was high
But freedom's banner did not died
Armies clashed with iron and might
As day turned into blood-red night
The fields ran red the cost was high
But freedom's banner did not died
Armies clashed with iron and might
As day turned into blood-red night
The fields ran red the cost was high
But freedom's banner did not died
Echoes of valor still resound
The banners waved, the swords were drawn
In thirteen hundred and eighty-five's dawn
Portugal's hope, in desperate stand
Against Castile's encroaching hand
The banners waved, the swords were drawn
In thirteen hundred and eighty-five's dawn
Armies clashed with iron and might
As day turned into blood-red night
The fields ran red the cost was high
But freedom's banner did not died
Armies clashed with iron and might
As day turned into blood-red night
The fields ran red the cost was high
But freedom's banner did not died
On Aljubarrota's hallowed ground
Echoes of valor still resound
The banners waved, the swords were drawn
In thirteen hundred and eighty-five's dawn
Portugal's hope, in desperate stand
Against Castile's encroaching hand
The banners waved, the swords were drawn
In thirteen hundred and eighty-five's dawn
Armies clashed with iron and might
As day turned into blood-red night
The fields ran red the cost was high
But freedom's banner did not died
Armies clashed with iron and might
As day turned into blood-red night
The fields ran red the cost was high
But freedom's banner did not died
Armies clashed with iron and might
As day turned into blood-red night
The fields ran red the cost was high
But freedom's banner did not died
Armies clashed with iron and might
As day turned into blood-red night
The fields ran red the cost was high
But freedom's banner did not died
Writer: Jorge Rosa
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