Marcha de Santo António

See my balloon here swaying
Green and red shining light
It's a star in a decorated arch
In the sky of Lisbon, in the march singing

My Saint Anthony if you see a boy passing by without a match
Alone on the street
Tell him that I already have a balloon, an arch, and a song
And your image
Work a miracle, give me a beautiful match to later marry
Around Saint John
And on Saint Peter's day I will march, with him holding
The arch and the balloon

See my Saint Anthony what's in the air
A balloon rising, bombs exploding
And a rocket swiftly going
Up to the stars to outshine