Oh -, can legends you, by the early light of the paddle,
To which we see greeted so proudly last to shine of twilights,
Whose wide bands and luminous of beginnings, by perilous the fight,
With of o'er ramparts which we paid attention, gallantly ran thus?
And the red pointed gloss of the rocket, the bombs which burst in an air,
Gave a proof by the night that our flag of marking was still there.
Oh -, legends corner that however vague star flag
O'er the country of free and the house of the courageous spangled?