文本歌词

America - Robert Shaw Chorale/Robert Shaw
My country tears of thee
Sweet land of liberty
Of thee I see
Land where my fathers die
Land of the pilgrims pray
From every mountain sight
Let pray unweal
My native country thee
Land of the noble free
Thy name I love
I love thy rocks and rills
Thy woods and templed hills
My heart with rapture thrills
Like that above
Let music swell the breeze
And ring from all the trees
Sweet freedom's song
Let mortal tongues awake
Let all that breathe partake
Let rocks their silence break
The sound prolong
Our father's God to thee
Author of liberty
To thee we sing
Long may our land be bright
With freedom's holy light
Protect us by thy mind
Great God our king