São João, São Luís, Maranhão! Acende a Fogueira do Meu Coração

Cradle of samba is beat, is tune
Land of the Palm where the thrush sings
A fire burns in my heart
Saint Louis, Saint John, long live Estácio de Sá

Where sanctities dwell
The prophet and the majesty
Divine encounter
One remembered France and the crusades
Pride and swords
The other, the sands, its destiny
Friendship that time eternalized
From above, always watching over its faithful
One day in a chat the king spoke
A city lies there at our feet
Baptized in my name and devotion
Blessed be Saint Louis of Maranhão

Enchanted in the Brazilian northeast
There's magic there all year round
Let's bless the people, my friend
I'll be the patron saint and you'll celebrate

And upon arrival they imagined a circle dance
Colorful, unity in song and dance
And the little saints found on the journey
Flags on the balconies
Sheets covering the Bumba-meu-boi
Father Francisco joined the circle
Merci in a sway, country square dance
Crioula, play the drum
Cacuriá spun, heritage of color
I'm leaving
That's what the Saint said
I'm leaving and taking the Lion with me