Hino de Santa Rita de Cássia

Santa Rita, oh! Santa Rita
Land of a thousand charms!
Heritage of history
Of Bahia, of Brazil!
Our flora is a beauty,
Our fauna is grandeur,
Our lands are gifts
From Mother Nature.
You are a beautiful valley in its entirety.
A dazzling valley;
The winds blow in the palm trees,
The thrush sings thunderously.
Suddenly the earth weeps,
A stream emerges in a veil,
Forms a river that radiates
The love that comes from heaven!
Brave we will always be,
With love we will defend
Our river, our forests,
We will maintain the folklore...
Hail! Hail! our indigenous people.
Acroases and Xerentes,
Sustained by our river,
Varonis, independent.
Hail the blacks of the quilombo.
From the quilombo of Palmares,
Who unscathed from the great fall,
Camped in our airs...
Suddenly the earth weeps,
A stream emerges in a veil.
Forms a river that radiates,
The love that comes from heaven.
Brave we will always be,
With love we will defend.
Our river, our forests,
We will maintain the folklore.
Brave we will always be,
With love we will defend...