The jungles gave you their barbaric rhythms in the nights
And the blacks brought reserves of tears from afar
The whites spoke of love in their songs
And from this mixture of voices your song was born
Brazil, my tender voice
Already adored its coats of arms
In the most moving expression
Of the most ardent songs
Also in 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 listen
In the prayers of the countryside
In the waves of the river-sea
Oh, this whirlwind river
Among wildfire jungles
Continent to walk
In the sky, in the sea, on the earth
Sing Brasil
In the sky, in the sea, on land
Sing Brasil
In the sky, in the sea, on land
Sing Brasil
In the sky, in the sea, on land
Sing Brasil

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