Maranhão, Meu Tesouro, Meu Torrão

Maranhão, my treasure, my homeland
I made this tune for you, Maranhão

Land of the babassu that nature cultivates
This native palm tree is what inspires me
On the beach of the sheets there's an enchanted bull
And the reign of King Sebastião

Mermaid sings at the bow
In the forest the guriatã
Land of sweet pirunga
And the delicious pitombotã
And every year, the great Juçara festival
In October at Maracanã

In June there's the bumbá-my-ox
Celebrated in honor of Saint John
The master sings and shakes the maraca
The rattle and tambourine make the ground tremble

This heritage was left by our grandparents
Today cultivated by us
To compose your history, Maranhão