Estudianta Portuguesa

We are singers from the Lusitanian land
We bring songs from the air and the sea
We are filling the balconies and windows
With melodies from ancient Portugal

Porto waters the hills with red wine
The coastline is covered with red flowers
We present along the shores the colors
Of our national flag

Oh Portugal, why do I love you so much
Why, why does anyone marvel at seeing you
Oh why do I love you so much
Why, why does everyone look at you, oh why

Is it because your women are beautiful
Is it, is it that wine cheers the heart
Is it that your roses smell lovely
That the sun rises in the morning

We are singers...