Hino do Ceará

Land of the Sun, of love, land of light!
The bugle sounds your glory!
Land, your name, fame ascends to the heavens
In a seductive flash!
A name that shines, splendid beacon
In the golden arms of the Southern Cross!

Your bold raft hoists the sail!
May the happy wind guide the daring sail
What matters if your boat is nothing
In the vastness of the ocean
If at the bow there are heroes and sailors
And in their hearts there are warrior souls?