Petrolina, Juazeiro

On the bank of the São Francisco, beauty was born
And nature she preserved
Jesus blessed with his divine hand
So as not to die of longing, I'll return to Petrolina
(Jesus blessed with his divine hand)
(So as not to die of longing, I'll return to Petrolina)

On the other side of the river, there's a city
That in my youth I visited every day
Crossing the bridge, oh, what joy!
Arriving in Juazeiro, Juazeiro of Bahia
(Crossing the bridge, oh, what joy!)
(Arriving in Juazeiro, Juazeiro of Bahia)

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

Petrolina, Juazeiro, Juazeiro, Petrolina
Both I find so beautiful
I like Juazeiro and adore Petrolina

I like Juazeiro (and adore Petrolina)
I like Juazeiro (and adore Petrolina)
Like Juazeiro (and adore Petrolina)

On the bank of the São Francisco, beauty was born
And nature she preserved
Jesus blessed with his divine hand
So as not to die of longing, I'll return to Petrolina
(Jesus blessed with his divine hand)
(So as not to die of longing, I'll return to Petrolina)

On the other side of the river, there's a city
That in my youth I visited every day
Crossing the bridge, oh, what joy!
Arriving in Juazeiro, Juazeiro of Bahia
(Crossing the bridge, oh, what joy!)
(Arriving in Juazeiro, Juazeiro of Bahia)

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

Petrolina, Juazeiro, Juazeiro, Petrolina
Both I find so beautiful
I like Juazeiro and adore Petrolina

I like Juazeiro (and adore Petrolina)
I like Juazeiro (and adore Petrolina)
Like Juazeiro (and adore Petrolina)
Yes, I like Juazeiro (and adore Petrolina)
I like Juazeiro (and adore Petrolina)
Like Juazeiro (and adore Petrolina)
Oh (and adore Petrolina)