NICARAGUA: SONGS OF LIFE AND HOPE
ALWAYS FURTHER ON !
Initial remarks of declarations by Rosario
Co-President of Nicaragua,
in the Midday Edition of Multinoticias Channel 4
September 2nd 2026
We live in excellent times, thanks be to God, compañera… Excellent times of Nicaragua’s families and for Nicaragua’s Families, because in the most optimal way possible we feel the Strength of the Nicaragua’s Glorious Spirit, by Our Father’s Grace.
And we saw that Strength and that invincible Strength yesterday in the city of León, capital city of the Revolution. Because we know very well of Struggle, which lends us that Strength. Because we know very well of Honor, which lends us that Strength. Because we are people of Faith, Hope and Certainty, which lends us that Strength, and which every day, moreover, flourishes in this Nicaragua which is an altar and shrine of permanent offerings to Our Lord Jesus Chris and to the God of All Triumphs.
Youth President… People President… the paths of Concord and the Common Good continue on… We are Nicaraguans, for the Glory and by the Grace of God! A Patriotic Nation for Everyone, a Nation for All of Us, a Nation to venerate, respect and love, as it should be.
Nicaragua is a song of Life and Hope… And we quote our Infinite Rubén :
A great flight of crows stains the blue sky.
A thousand-year-old breath threatens plague.
In the Far East, men are murdered
Is this the birth of the Antichrist of the Apocalypse?
Omens have appeared, prodigies have been seen
and Christ’s return seems nigh.
The earth is pregnant with pain so deep
that any dreamer, in imperious meditation
suffers the anxieties of the heart of the world.
Executioners of ideals afflicted and afflict the earth,
where humanity is locked in a pit of shadows
with the rough hounds of hatred and war.
Oh, Lord Jesus Christ!, why take your time, why wait
ro stretch out your hand of light over those wild beasts
and make your divine banners shine out in the sun?
Let it stretch out at once and pour out the essence of life
over so very many crazed, sad or recalcitrant souls,
in love with darkness, whom your sweet dawn forgets.
Come, Lord, come render glory in your name,
come with trembling of stars and horror of cataclysm,
come bringing love and peace over the abyss.
And may your white horse, which the visionary saw,
pass by. And may the divine extraordinary clarion sound.
My heart swaying as an ember in your censer.
That’s what our Prince Rubén wrote in 1904. And now we say: Come, Lord Jesus Christ. Stay with us. Because we are all together, as God’s People, singing His Glory, singing His Victories… and we know that the main Victory is Peace.
Yesterday, in that splendid sunset, with the Cathedral, a World heritage site, in the background, we wore the golden glow of our splendid Sun… Yesterday we showed off the Arks of Alliance… Yesterday we showed the Christian, revolutionary and evolutionary fervor of this Blessed Nicaragua, Forever Dignified and Sovereign… the Christian, revolutionary and evolutionary fervor of a People who firmly believe, creating fraternally and in solidarity the indispensable Harmony to live, to grow, to advance, to overcome imposed Poverty in Harmony and in Solidarity.
There is a Patriotic Nation here, and we say it in a very loud voice: We have a Nation! We have a Patriotic Nation! There is a Nation! Here we Go Onward and here we are, All Together, «the box of harmony that holds our Treasure / the plinth of diamonds/ our effort, our name, and all our dreams”»
And with Ruben we continue :
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The noble swords of glorious times,
from their panoply greet the new crowns and laurels:
the old swords of the grenadiers stronger than bears,
brothers of those lancers who were centaurs.
The warrior horns resound;
the air is filled with voices…
– To those ancient swords,
to those illustrious blades
embodying past glories-
and to the sun that shines today New Victories won;
and to the Hero leading his group of fierce youth;
to the one who loves the emblem of the maternal soil,
to the one who has defied, girding with steel and gun in hand,
the suns of the red summer,
the snows and winds of freezing winter,
the night, the frost
and hatred and death, of being for the immortal patriotic nation,
with brazen voices they salute the war horns playing
their march
triumphant!
We are, great Rubén, a great Nicaraguan by the Grace of God, the Triumphal March of all the great and noble Souls who live, dream and deserve the best here.
We greet each other in the Blazing Flames of the Heroes of Forever! We embrace each other in the sublime and sacred Hope that envelops our banners of Harmony, Rainbows, Faith, Affection, and Peace.
We are Nicaragua! All Of Us Together Are Nicaragua! We are the Great Nation of Nicarao, of Diriangén, of Adiact, of the Indian Archers, of Andrés, of José Dolores, of San Jacinto, of Zeledón, of Sandino, of Carlos, of Tomás, of vigor and the glory of having driven out the filibusters and invaders, at all times… to the invaders who even now still see themselves, thinking they own our Continent and our Heaven which knows only of a Blessed and Free Patriotic Nation.
We are among «the branches of Hope that spring up, crossing undaunted through the forest of evils, without fear of serpents… Hope continues like a god always accompanied by the stars of heaven .» Words of Rubén Darío.
Our path is Peace… Our inalienable horizon is Peace… Our Flags, Blue-and-White, Red-and-Black, wave brightly and proudly in so many young hands and that Youth of all times, among the dark clouds which we know and confront with the unchanging Force of the Peace that we all consolidate, because Peace is what we all want.
As he said of Walt Whitman, I’m still with Ruben :
In his country of iron lives the grand ancient,
beautiful as a patriarch, serene and holy.
He has in the Olympic wrinkle of his brow
something that reigns, overcoming with noble charm.
His soul of infinity looks like a mirror;
are your tired shoulders worthy of that mantle;
with a harp hewn from an old oak tree,
as a new prophet sings his song.
The priest inspires a divine breath,
announcing future, better Skies.
The eagle says «Fly!”; «Cast off!” to the marine,
and “Set to!”, to the sturdy worker.
So goes that poet on his way,
with his magnificent emperor’s face!
Rubén Darío
(1890)
Today, September 2nd we greet with ardent pride the Military Forces of the Army of Nicaragua on their 47th Anniversary as the proud continuity of the Army in Defense of National Sovereignty of our Eternal Sandino, General of Free Men and Women… Liberator!
This afternoon we will share the Plaza de la Fé, whose name invokes our irreplaceable Identity as a Believing, Devout, Supportive, Christian, Fraternal, Revolutionary and Evolutionary People, who with Faith move, because we do indeed move, mountains.
We are all united, and this is another announcement, continuing the great national consultation, which with the also inalienable rallying cry of “We have a Patriotic Nation!”, will continue being realized throughout the Country, in all Municipalities, ratifying, confirming the direct democracy of the People President, and the invincible Honor and Glory of being Nicaraguans, by the Grace of God.
And with Dario we continue saying :
The soul that enters there must go naked,
trembling with desire and holy fever,
through wounding thistle and sharp thorn:
this is how she dreams, this is how she resonates, this is how she sings.
Life, Light and Truth, such a triple flame
produces the inner infinite flame;
Pure Art as Christ exclaims:
I am the Light, the Truth and the Life!
And life is a mystery; the blinding light
and the inaccessible truth amaze;
while grim perfection is never delivered,
And the ideal secret sleeps in the shadow.
To be sincere is to be powerful.
Naked as she is, the star shines;
the water tells the soul of its source
in the crystal voice which from she flows.
Such was my attempt, to make the pure soul
mine, a star, a resonant source,
with a horror of literature
crazed between twilight and aurora.
Of the blue twilight that sets the tone
which heavenly ecstasy inspires,
in mist and minor tone – the whole scale!,
and Aurora, daughter of the Sun – all the anger!
A stone flew past thrown from a slingshot;
an arrow flew past violent and sharp.
The stone of the slingshot fell into the waves,
and the arrow of hatred fell into the wind.
The virtue is to be calm and strong;
such that our inner fire burns everything;
we triumph over rancor and death,
and on the way to Bethlehem… The caravan goes by!”
This is how we spoke, with Rubén, in the Songs of Life and Hope… Undefeated Life, Invincible Hopes, Strength of Faith!
Thus we speak
Thus we love
Being of Life and Hope
We sing and we continue singing to the Love of Loves!