Hino de São Vicente - SP

It was in a living scenario of beauty
Of a thousand charms, of eternal light and grace
That God's hand, blessing nature
Planted the strong mark of a race

And that virgin land, envisioning
Its future in the starry sky
Raised its stature and proudly walking
Followed the path already traced by God

Thus haloed
In the bright light
Arose predestined
The first cell

In the green of hope
In the gold of wealth
In the blue, sky of calm
In the white of purity

Your past is, oh São Vicente
A monument, an altar full of glory
Before which bows, reverent
A people who know your history
You saw Brazil born, grow giant
Nurturing in your deep love
And transform into beautiful, radiant
Illuminated by the Sun of the New World

Thus haloed
In the bright light
Arose predestined
The first cell

In the green of hope
In the gold of wealth
In the blue, sky of calm
In the white of purity