Canta Brasil

The jungles gave you barbaric rhythms at night
The blacks brought from afar reserves of tears
The whites spoke of love in their songs
And from this mixture of voices your song was born

Brazil, my tender voice
Has already gilded your coats of arms
In the most heartfelt expression
Of the most ardent songs

Also, the beauty of this sky
Where the blue is bluer
In the watercolor of Brazil
I sang from north to south
But now your singing
My Brazil, I want to hear
In the prayers of the countrywoman
In the waves of the river-sea

Oh! This whirlpool river
Between jungles and fireworks
Continent on the move!
In the sky! In the sea! On the land!

Sing Brazil!