Hino de Caxias do Sul - RS

When the day smilingly dawns
And the sun kisses your joyful face
All the land of love trembles
At the beating of your hammers is the struggle
Of your tireless and hardworking people
Who carry out God's designs.

In your wines, oh blessed sap
From your immensely rich soil
I see the splendid infinite glory
That in your divine bosom is enclosed
To exalt the worth of this land
Of such noble, sublime beauty.

Next to the Bugres Field you arose
Carrying progress to the cliffs
And like a wild marksmanship post
You gave the noble example to the southern land
And if they build the church of the race
You will be the altar of this temple.

Fruit of immigrant effort
Allied to native effort
You rise, Caxias, vibrant
To the clarions of progress and fame
Because glory is the meaning of the struggle
To which life ultimately calls you.