Querencia Amada

Whoever wants to know who I am
Look at the blue sky
and shout along with me
Long live Rio Grande do Sul

The handkerchief identifies me
My origin
From the province of São Pedro
Patron of the Beloved Homeland

Oh my Rio Grande
Of a thousand charms
Ready for everything for Brazil
Beloved homeland, of the vineyards
From grapes comes wine, from the people comes affection
Kindness is never too much

Birthplace of Flores da Cunha and Borges de Medeiro
Land of Getúlio Vargas, Brazilian president

I am from the same source
May God grant me health
So I can see for many years
The blue sky of Rio Grande

I want you so much, Gaúcho Land
I indulge in dying for you
Beloved Homeland, plains and mountains
The arms that pull me
Of the beautiful Gaúcha woman, beauty of my land

My heart is small
Why did God make me this way?
The Rio Grande is much bigger
But fits inside me

I am from the youngest generation
A very manly and handsome poet
In my veins flow
The heroic blood of Farrapo

God is Gaúcho, with spurs and lasso
Was he a Maragato or a Chimango
Beloved homeland, my Azure Sky
From this giant Rio Grande, Another shining star in the Brazilian flag (2x)