L'hymne américain comme ça vous pourrez vous entraîner chez vous en plus voila les paroles : <br /><br />Oh, say can you see, by the dawn's early light, <br />What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming? <br />Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight, <br />O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming? <br /><br />And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air, <br />Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there. <br />O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave <br />O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave? <br /><br />On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep, <br />Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes, <br />What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep, <br />As it fitfully blows, now conceals, now discloses? <br /><br />Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam, <br />n full glory reflected now shines on the stream: <br />'Tis the star-spangled banner! O long may it wave <br />O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave. <br /><br />And where is that band who so vauntingly swore <br />That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion <br />A home and a country should leave us no more? <br />Their blood has wiped out their foul footstep's pollution. <br /><br />No refuge could save the hireling and slave <br />From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave: <br />And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave <br />O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave. <br /><br />Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand <br />Between their loved homes and the war's desolation! <br />Blest with victory and peace, may the heaven-rescued land <br />Praise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation. <br /><br />Then conquer we must, for our cause it is just, <br />And this be our motto: "In God is our trust." <br />And the star-spangled banner forever shall wave <br />O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!
