Hino de Americana
Hinos de Cidades
Anthem of Americana
Born on the banks of the Quilombo River,
Next to the railroad,
Through the lands of Machadinho,
The brave men prosper!
The Emperor proclaimed,
A station crowned
In the light that Ignácio Correa Pacheco,
Formed a village,
Already inhabited,
In these parts,
Many of the Confederates
Who brought us
The trolley, the watermelon
The cotton and the plow.
And progress arrived,
Like the awakening of tomorrow,
And the woven looms wove
The Weaver Princess...
Life, work...
Ah, How the village grew!
Life, work...
A city appeared!
Life, work...
The textile park emerged!
Shine, Americana,
The city that dresses Brazil!
Children of Carioba,
Salto Grande, Machadinho,
Children of Palmeiras...
Paulistas are your children,
Brazilian children!
Saint Anthony blessed,
Freedom arose,
Shine the people of Americana
The city that dresses Brazil!
Americana,
City of Work,
Pride of this nation!
Americana,
That carries in the past
Its history of greatness.
Mother, whom I call home,
Land of my roots.
Americana is justice and truth...
Princess of my Country!!
