NATIONAL ANTHEM OF AUSTRALIA
ADVANCE AUSTRALIA FAIR
Australians all let us rejoice,
For we are young and free;
We've golden soil and wealth for toil,
Our home is girt by sea;
Our land abounds in nature's gifts,
Of beauty rich and rare;
In history's page let every stage,
Advance Australia Fair!
In joyful strains then let us sing,
Advance Australia Fair!
Beneath our radiant Southern Cross,
We'll toil with heart and hands;
To make this Commonwealth of ours,
Renowned through all the lands;
For those who've come across the seas,
We've boundless plains to share;
With courage let us all combine to
Advance Australia Fair!
In joyful strains then let us sing,
Advance Australia Fair!
WALTZING MATILDA
Waltzing Matilda, es la canción folclórica más conocida de Australia y ha sido propuesta como himno nacional. Para los australianos es su canción más arraigada y a la que tienen más cariño. Existe un museo dedicado a esta canción en Winton, Queenslan.
Esta canción fue compuesta en 1895 por Andrew Barton Paterson un poeta nacionalista australiano, también conocido como "Banjo" Peterson.
Tradicionalmente se considera una canción que celebra el desafío de la gente pobre frente al poder de los ricos y del estado autoritario que protege los derechos de los ricos contra los derechos de los pobres. Ya que cuenta la historia de un vagabundo que acampa una noche al lado de una laguna, mientras toma un té. Una oveja se acerca a beber agua y el vagabundo la roba para poder alimentarse. Una persona se da cuenta y llama a la policía para que arresten al vagabundo. Éste, antes de ser arrestado, prefiere saltar al agua y morir ahogado. La canción termina contando que el fantasma del vagabundo canta una canción que invita a los viajeros a bailar el vals con él.
A continuación os dejo la canción junto con la letra:
Once a jolly swagman camped beside a billabong,
Under the shade of a coolibah tree,
And he sang as he watched and waited ‘til his billy boiled
“Who’ll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me?”
Under the shade of a coolibah tree,
And he sang as he watched and waited ‘til his billy boiled
“Who’ll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me?”
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
Who’ll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me?
And he sang as he watched and waited ‘til his billy boiled
“Who’ll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me?”
And he sang as he watched and waited ‘til his billy boiled
“Who’ll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me?”
Down came a jumbuck to drink from the billabong,
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee,
And he sang as he stowed that jumbuck in his tucker bag,
“You’ll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me”.
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee,
And he sang as he stowed that jumbuck in his tucker bag,
“You’ll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me”.
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
“Who’ll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me?”
And he sang as he stowed that jumbuck in his tucker bag,
“You’ll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me”.
“Who’ll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me?”
And he sang as he stowed that jumbuck in his tucker bag,
“You’ll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me”.
Up rode the squatter, mounted on his thoroughbred,
Down came the troopers, one, two, three,
“Where’s that jolly jumbuck you’ve got in your tucker bag?”
Who´ll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me?
Down came the troopers, one, two, three,
“Where’s that jolly jumbuck you’ve got in your tucker bag?”
Who´ll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me?
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
Who’ll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me?
“Where’s that jolly jumbuck you’ve got in your tucker bag?”,
Who’ll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me?
Who’ll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me?
“Where’s that jolly jumbuck you’ve got in your tucker bag?”,
Who’ll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me?
Up jumped the swagman, leapt into the billabong.
“You’ll never catch me alive!” said he,
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by the billabong:
“Who’ll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me?”
“You’ll never catch me alive!” said he,
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by the billabong:
“Who’ll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me?”
Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda;
Who’ll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me?
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by the billabong,
“Who’ll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me?”
Who’ll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me?
And his ghost may be heard as you pass by the billabong,
“Who’ll come a Waltzing Matilda, with me?”
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