Estudantina Portuguesa

We are singers from the land of Lusitania
Bringing songs from the air and sea
Filling balconies and windows
With melodies from ancient Portugal

Porto waters the hills with red wine
The coastline is covered in red flowers
Green is the Tagus, green are its two banks
The two colors of the national flag

Why is your land so charming?
Why, why does everyone marvel at you?
Oh, Portugal, why do I love you so much?
Why, why does everyone envy you
Oh, why?

Could it be that your women are beautiful?
Could it be that wine cheers the heart?
Could it be that your lovely roses smell good?
Could it be that you are bathed in the sun?