What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming?
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through
the perilous fight,
the perilous fight,
O’er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?
O’er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets’ red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
And the rockets’ red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
O say, does that Star-Spangled Banner yet wave
O say, does that Star-Spangled Banner yet wave
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
O’er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
(Слова Фрэнсиса Скотта Ки,
Слова Фрэнсиса Скотта Ки,
музыка Джона Стаффорда Смита.)
музыка Джона Стаффорда Смита.