José María Zeledón Brenes

“ If anyone should attempt to besmirch your glory, You will see your people, brave and strong, Exchange their rustic tools for weapons. Hail, homeland! your fertile soil Gives us sweet shelter and sustenance; Under the flawless blue of your skies May peace and industry live forever! ”

“ Under the flawless blue of your skies Peace abides, white and pure. In the tenacious battle of productive struggle That reddens men's faces with effort, Your sons, simple farmhands, gained Eternal renown, esteem and honour, Eternal renown, esteem and honour. ”

“ En la lucha tenaz de fecunda labor Que enrojece del hombre la faz, Conquistaron tus hijos, labriegos sencillos, Eterno prestigio, estima y honor, eterno prestigio, estima y honor. ¡Salve oh tierra gentil! ¡Salve oh madre de amor! Cuando alguno pretenda tu gloria manchar, Verás a tu pueblo, valiente y viril La tosca herramienta en arma trocar. ”