Como é Linda a Minha Aldeia

My village is so beautiful, the place where I was born
Under the light of a lantern, I remember the land where I lived
The sunrise is so beautiful, the sun sets over the estates
You couldn't live there, now you cry with longing

At the Ave Maria hour, when the bells are ringing
The end of the day has come, our people pray
In this moment of joy, the dinner is being prepared
At the Ave Maria hour... how beautiful my village is

Oh olive garden, keep your beautiful wheat fields
You are the true hope, you are the land of my parents
The sunrise is so beautiful, the sun sets over the estates
You couldn't live there, now you cry with longing

At the Ave Maria hour, when the bells are ringing
The end of the day has come, our people pray
In this moment of joy, the dinner is being prepared
At the Ave Maria hour... how beautiful my village is