Hino de Açailândia

Here in the city where I live
With every sunrise
Grows a new hope
Longings of a people
Who speak for us

In the source where the poet lives
Son of the Açaizais
Cattle calls, in the field
Wood, rice
And the weeping of our ladies

Açailândia expresses progress
Axis of Maranhão
And to the pioneer our affection
From the bottom of the heart

The hand is always open
In the bonds of union
The children of the land sleep
Next to the immigrants
From all over the nation

Amidst so much joy
In so much dedication
We exalt the name
That came from afar
And brought hope in hands

Açailândia expresses progress
Axis of Maranhão
And to the pioneer our affection
From the bottom of the heart