Petrolina-juazeiro

On the banks of the São Francisco river beauty was born
And nature she preserved
Jesus blessed with his divine hand
So as not to die of longing I will return to Petrolina

On the other side of the river there is a city
That in my youth I visited every day
Crossed the bridge, oh what joy
Arrived in Juazeiro, Juazeiro of Bahia

Today I remember that in childhood
Strange was the frown, the train whistle
I found it beautiful when the bridge lifted
The steamboat passed in a delightful back and forth

Petrolina, Juazeiro
Juazeiro, Petrolina
Both I find so beautiful
I like Juazeiro
And I love Petrolina
I like Juazeiro
And I love Petrolina