Under the illustrious shadow of Queen Isabel the Catholic
a proud people,
yérguese huge in the clear and bright red
of the Fatherland, a light, a temple, carnation. Isabel de Castilla
oh beautiful flower!
spring of glory and love of the summit
glare bestowed
your empire under the sun
fair that was not his song.
Isabel in your honor the New World
rose to the heavens the fertile, fruitful
singing, singing fruitful
of the Indies of Columbus.
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