XIV

May this rebel song be an unfurled mantle of light
Under the "vastness of these skies,"
This rebel song that comes to redeem
Our past from inglorious deeds!
May this be a glorious anthem that speaks
Of hopes of new beginnings
To inspire with visions of triumph those
who in the future shall come forward to defend it!

Chorus:
Freedom! Freedom!
Above us spread thy wings.
Through the struggles in the storm
Grant that we hear thy voice.

We cannot believe that in another age
Slaves there were in so noble a country.
Now the rosy glow of dawn
Greets brothers, and not hostile tyrants.
We are all equal! In the future, united,
We will know how to take up
Our august banner that, pure,
Glows triumphant from the altar of the fatherland!

Chorus

If it is to be that from brave chests
Our banner will be bloodied
The living blood of the hero Tiradentes
Baptized this bold flag!
Messenger of peace, it is peace for which we yearn,
From love comes our force and power
But in war, in the greatest ordeals
You shall see us struggling and "victorious!"

Chorus

May the shout from the Ipiranga
Be a defiant cry of faith!
Brazil sprang forth already free,
Standing above the purple vestments of royalty.
So then, forward Brazilians!
May we harvest shining green laurels!
May our country be triumphant,
A free land of free brothers!

Chorus