Hino de Patos de Minas

Nutritious land, reddish soil
That ripples in maternal caresses
To the chirping of the joyful birds
Fertilizer of vast cornfields.

Chorus

Your sky is turquoise blue
That kisses the gentle land
Spring of beauty
Patos mine and of Brazil.

In your clear crystal streams
Rare diamonds roll in the gravel
Together they sing tempting hymns
Sweet song to the glory of work.

Beautiful geba of Minas Gerais
Your heroic people bless you
As you smile in the golden wheat fields
In the abundant harvest that makes you happy

The flower of the Homeland gilds your coat of arms
Your children kiss the feet of the cross
Freedom carries your banner
Land of love, of faith, land of light.