Hinos de Londrina

Londrina!
City with open arms
To all the children of our Brazil!
And to all those from distant homelands
Who here confidently
Under a blue canopy
Built their home and joined their children
And joined the children of our Brazil!
Londrina!
City that rises, that grows
That sprouts and flourishes
That expands in fruits!
That enriches the homeland
That high, and that great
Offers enchantment
Forever young!
Londrina!
Of the forests and clearings
Londrina of the fields with bent ears!
Of the closed rows of coffee plants!
Of the great sunsets of golden afternoons
Of schools along the long roads!
Of the plow, the book, the industry and faith!
With open arms, it gives rest and shelter
To all who seek it, motherly and kind!
However, fearless, if pride blinds her
She tends to be daring, fearless, hostile
Its fertile, fruitful, generous soil
To those who, lovingly, sow the seed
For one, it gives a thousand!
Standard of work planted in history!
Londrina!
City that a virile people
Raised for the
Glory
Of our Brazil!