Hino de Francisco Morato

The sun rises over the hills
Sending its rays from above
Warming this beloved ground
Of passerby Francisco Morato
In the battle of everyday life
You never stray from your ideal
For that is the motto you proudly display
With the determination of your people

The slogan of your flag
Given by capable people
And engraved with golden letters
City of love and peace

From distant ancient times
To the present that I hold dear
When you are still hope
Of the nostalgic and beloved Belém
The heroic past continues strong
Without fearing what may come
In the battle for glory
You do not retreat a single step

Time passes and a new day comes
The plant grows and the flower blooms
Morato continues so steadfast
Uniting in blood and sweat
I am proud to be from Morato
And live in your land
Your name is sacred to me
I will love you until I die