Hino de Cachoeira do Sul - RS

I come from the fields of this Rio Grande de Deus
I come after your affection, your gentle smiles
As the golden sun rises, I trot down the road
My horse is very swift, the journey doesn't tire him

In the green plains of my Rio Grande
Everything is beautiful, there's no sadness
The heart lives happily
And the night descends full of stars
Then it's lovely to see the brave gauchos
With guitar and harmonica in hand

Everyone sings their loves, placing a hand on their heart
The harmonica cries in the yard, the pine groans in the shed
Who doesn't love Rio Grande doesn't know what it is to live
Leaves the good side of life to suffer and endure