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¾îÁ¦ ȲȥÀÇ ¹Ì±¤ ¼Ó¿¡¼­ ¿ì¸®°¡ ±×Åä·Ï ÀÚ¶û½º·´°Ô ȯȣÇß´ø,
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¿ì¸®°¡ »ç¼öÇÑ ¼ºº® À§¿¡¼­ ´ç´çÈ÷ ³ªºÎ³¢°í ÀÖ´Â °ÍÀÌ.
Æ÷źÀÇ ºÓÀº ¼¶±¤°ú â°ø¿¡¼­ ÀÛ·ÄÇÏ´Â ÆøźÀÌ
¹ã»õ ¿ì¸®ÀÇ ±ê¹ßÀÌ ÈÖ³¯¸° Áõ°Å¶ó.
¿À, ¼ºÁ¶±â´Â Áö±Ýµµ ÈÖ³¯¸®°í Àִ°¡
ÀÚÀ¯ÀÇ ¶¥°ú ¿ëÀÚµéÀÇ °íÇâ¿¡¼­!

O say, can you see, by the dawn¡¯s early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight¡¯s last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight,
O¡¯er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets¡¯ red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there;
O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O¡¯er the land of the free and the home of the brave?

2Àý
Àú ±íÀº ¾È°³ »çÀÌ·Î Èñ¹ÌÇÏ°Ô º¸ÀÌ´Â ÇؾÈ,
¿À¸¸ÇÑ Àû±ºµµ °øÆ÷ÀÇ Àû¸· ¼Ó¿¡¼­ ¼û¾î ÀÖ´Â ±× °÷¿¡¼­
µå³ôÀÌ Ä¡¼ÚÀº Àýº® À§·Î º¯´ö½º·± »êµé¹Ù¶÷ µû¶ó
¹ÝÂë °¡·ÁÁ³´Ù ¹ÝÂë µå·¯³ª º¸ÀÌ´Â Àú°ÍÀÌ ¹«¾ùÀ̳Ä?
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±×°ÍÀº ¹Ù·Î ¼ºÁ¶±â. ¿À! ¿µ¿øÅä·Ï ÈÖ³¯¸®¼Ò¼­
ÀÚÀ¯ÀÇ ¶¥°ú ¿ëÀÚµéÀÇ °íÇâ¿¡¼­!

On the shore, dimly seen thro¡¯ the mist of the deep,
Where the foe¡¯s haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o¡¯er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning¡¯s first beam,
In full glory reflected, now shines on the stream
¡¯Tis the star-spangled banner. Oh! long may it wave
O¡¯er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

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±×Åä·Ï ÀڽŸ¸¸¸ È£¾ðÀå´ãÇß´ø ±× ¹«¸®´Â ¾îµð ÀÖ´À´¢?
±×¸®°í ÀüÀïÀÇ Æı«¿Í ÀüÅõÀÇ È¥¶õ ¼Ó¿¡¼­
¿ì¸®¿¡°Ô ÁýÀÌ°í Á¶±¹ÀÌ°í ¾Æ¹«°Íµµ ³²¾ÆÀÖÁö ¾ÊÀ¸¸®¶ó
±×µéÀÇ ÇÇ·Î ´õ·¯¿î ÀÚ½ÅÀÇ ¹ßÀÚ±¹ÀÇ ¶¼¸¦ ¾Ä¾î³Âµµ´Ù.
±× ¾î¶² Çdz­Ã³µµ ±× ¿ëº´µé°ú ³ë¿¹µéÀ»
ÆÐÁÖÀÇ °øÆ÷¿Í ¹«´ýÀÇ ¾ÏÈæÀ¸·ÎºÎÅÍ ±¸ÇØÁÖÁö ¸øÇß°í,
¼ºÁ¶±â´Â ½Â¸®Â÷°Ô ÈÖ³¯¸®´©³ª
ÀÚÀ¯ÀÇ ¶¥°ú ¿ëÀÚµéÀÇ °íÇâ¿¡¼­!

And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle¡¯s confusion
A home and a country should leave us no more?
Their blood has washed out their foul footstep¡¯s pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave,
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O¡¯er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

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¿À! ±×¸®ÇÏ¿© ÀÚÀ¯·Î¿î »ç¶÷µéÀÌ
»ç¶ûÇÏ´Â ±×µéÀÇ °íÇâ°ú ÀüÀï ÆóÇã »çÀÌ¿¡¼­ ¾ðÁ¦³ª ÀϾ¸®¶ó.
½Â¸®¿Í ÆòÈ­·Î ÃູÀ» ¹ÞÀ¸¸ç ÇÏ´ÃÀÌ ±¸ÇÑ ÀÌ ¶¥ÀÌ
¿ì¸®ÀÇ ³ª¶ó¸¦ ¸¸µé°í ÁöÄÑ ÁØ ½ÅÀÇ ±Ç´ÉÀ» Âù¾çÇÏ°Ô ÇϼҼ­.
´ëÀÇ°¡ Á¤´çÇÏ¸é ¿ì¸®´Â ÇʽÂÇÒ °ÍÀÌ¿À,
¿ì¸®ÀÇ Á¿ì¸íÀº "¿ì¸®´Â ÇÏ´À´ÔÀ» ¹Ï´Â´Ù".
±×¸®°í ¼ºÁ¶±â´Â ½Â¸®Â÷°Ô ÈÖ³¯¸®¸®¶ó
ÀÚÀ¯ÀÇ ¶¥°ú ¿ëÀÚµéÀÇ °íÇâ¿¡¼­!

Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved homes and the war¡¯s desolation,
Blest with vict¡¯ry and peace, may the Heav¡¯n rescued land
Praise the Pow¡¯r that hath made and preserved us a nation!
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: "In God is our trust."
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O¡¯er the land of the free and the home of the brave





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