Vicente López y Planes is the author of the patriotic march to the Assembly of Year 13, 11 May, 1813 unanimously approved as the only national march. In commemoration of this date, was established on May 11, National Anthem Day. The English master of piano and violin, Blas Parera was who was responsible for the musical score. In 1860, Master John Esnaola made some adjustments to the music of the anthem, based on ancient manuscripts Parera, and in 1944 these arrangements were declared by the Executive Branch and final musical version.
On March 30, 1900, the Executive orders that will sing only the first and last quartet and the choir of the patriotic march. That is the current version of the Argentine national anthem.
Tradition says that the hymn was first performed at the home of Mariquita Sánchez de Thompson, a lady of Buenos Aires society at the time, and playing a scene as box B. Subercasseaux in the National History Museum.
The National Historical Archive displays the chest that holds the official version of the national anthem.
The Plaza Vicente López Buenos Aires is located the statue of the poet.
UP PATRIOTIC
(original lyrics) lyrics
Vicente López y Planes Music
Blas Parera
CHORUS
laurels be eternal the ones we get:
live glory crowned, Or swear to die gloriously. Hear
mortals! the sacred cry:
Freedom, freedom, freedom!
Hear the noise of broken chains in
See noble Equality enthroned.
Rises to the earth
A new and glorious nation:
its head crowned with laurels
And her feet lying a Lion. Coro
Of the new champions
faces Mars himself seems to animate;
Greatness nests in their breasts,
In march they make everything shake.
was moved by the Inca tombs
And in their bones revive the ardor
What you see renews their children
the country 's former glory. Coro
Mountain ranges and
feel
walls resound with horrible din:
whole country is disturbed by shouts
of revenge, war and anger.
tyrants In the fierce jealousy spat
pestipherous bloody gall
His banner lifted the lid
Bring on more cruel. Coro
Did not see on Mexico and Quito
viciously throwing tough?
And what blood-soaked cry
Potosí, Cochabamba and La Paz?
Did not you see the sad Caracas
Grief and sorrow and death spread?
Did not see
beasts devouring all people who surrender? Coro
A Argentinos dare you!
The pride of the vile invader
Your fields and counting steps
So many glories as winner. But the brave
united swore that freedom sustain
His happy.
To those bloodthirsty tigers
Strong breasts will know to oppose. Coro
The brave Argentine weapons Run
burning with determination and courage,
The clarion of war as thunder
in the fields of South resounds;
Buenos Aires is affixed to the front
Of the people of the illustrious Union
And with robust arms they tear
the arrogant Iberian lion. Coro
San Jose, San Lorenzo, Suipacha,
Both Piedras, Salta and Tucumán, La Colonia and
same
walls of the tyrant in the Banda Oriental;
are eternal signs that say:
"Here, the Argentine arm prevailed."
"Here the fierce oppressor of his country
His proud neck bent." Coro
The Argentine warrior victory
covered with bright wings,
And embarrassed to view the tyrant
With infamy on the run occurred;
Her flags, their arms surrender
For trophies to Freedom.
And on wings of glory lifts the Throne
people worthy of their great majesty.
Choir
From pole to pole resounds
of Fame trumpet sound.
Y America learned the name, I repeat
mortals! Hear:
already displayed their worthy throne
United Provinces of the South! And the free
the world reply:
Al Gran Pueblo Argentino, Salud!
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