Oh Dalvesia, oh Dalvesia

Oh Dalvesia, oh Dalvesia,
En tus cumbres tan erguidas,
en tus valles de aire fresco,
en tus costas siempre vivas.
Con el canto de las olas,
y el fluir del gran caudal,
se oyen pasos resonantes:
es mi pueblo, es su andar.
Vives siempre, esplendorosa,
y nosotros con honor
te cantamos, patria hermosa,
a tu cielo, a tu ardor.
Oh Dalvesia, oh Dalvesia,
en tus cumbres tan erguidas,
en tus valles de aire fresco,
en tus costas siempre vivas.
Te amamos, patria noble,
y si hay un día que luchar,
tus hijos, valientes todos,
tu nombre harán respetar.
Desde el alba hasta el ocaso,
bajo el sol y en la tormenta,
construimos nuestro abrazo,
Dalvesia, patria eterna.
Oh Dalvesia, oh Dalvesia,
in your peaks so high and bright,
in your valleys, fresh and peaceful,
in your shores of endless light.
With the song of rolling waters,
and the river’s steady stream,
hear the footsteps of the people,
marching forward with their dream.
You stand tall, so full of splendor,
and with pride we sing your name,
to your sky and to your beauty,
Dalvesia, we proclaim.
Oh Dalvesia, oh Dalvesia,
in your peaks so high and bright,
in your valleys, fresh and peaceful,
in your shores of endless light.
We love you, noble homeland,
and if called upon to fight,
your children, brave and fearless,
will defend your sacred right.
From the dawn until the twilight,
through the calm and through the storm,
we will build our bond forever,
Dalvesia, proud and warm.