Aquarela do Brasil

Brazil! my Brazilian Brazil
My lively mulatto
I'll sing about you in my verses
The Brazil, samba that gives
Swaying, that makes you sway
The Brazil of my love
Land of Our Lord
Brazil, Brazil, for me, for me...

Ah! open the curtain of the past
Take the black mother from the cerrado
Put the Congo king in the congado
Brazil, for me!
Let the troubadour sing again
The melancholic moonlight
All the songs of my love...
I want to see Lady Dona walking
Through the halls dragging
Her lace dress
Brazil!... For me... For me!
Brazil, good and tasty land
Of the charming brunette
With an indifferent look
The Brazil, green that gives
For the world to admire
The Brazil of my love
Land of Our Lord
Brazil, for me, Brazil...
Oh, that coconut tree that gives coconuts
Where I tie my hammock
On clear moonlit nights, Brazil... For me!
Ah! listen to these murmuring fountains
Where I quench my thirst
It's where the moon comes to shine
Ah!, this beautiful and tanned Brazil
Is my Brazilian Brazil
Land of samba and tambourine,
Brazil!... For me, for me, Brazil!