Hino de Marechal Cândido Rondon - PR

In the beautiful land of the pine tree,
In the midst of a wild jungle,
Grew a hospitable people,
Rondon pride of the West.

To the sound of the saw and the axe,
Three men raised a flag,
They saw a future everywhere
And bet a whole life

(Chorus)

Marshal Cândido Rondon, Marshal Cândido Rondon
You are a city, you are a song
Marshal Cândido Rondon, Marshal Cândido Rondon
You already have a soul and a heart;

In the land the daily bread,
In the sun the light for the whole year.
In eternal struggle joy,
Rondon, work, love, granary.

Perhaps it is not the promised land,
But it is quite generous.
For many it is the dearest.
For others the most powerful.

The dream has become
A bigger, majestic giant.
The simple people continued,
But speak louder and more boastful.

In villages, neighborhoods, and cities,
In many temples they give thanks.
Rondon will be eternity
For all who exalt it