Excuse me, excuse me, Sir
Excuse me, let me through
I’m the lover of the rich Bahia
To know your secret
I will became Baiano too
Excuse me, let me enjoy myself just a bit
I’m not going to rob Bahia, don’t worry
Oh! A poet wrote that a more beautiful land doesn’t exist
And that was a long time ago when people still wrote Bahia with an H
Let me see, with my own eyes
Eyes of a nostalgic lover
My dear Bahia
Let me see the Sapateiro Charriou*, Barroquinha Calçada, Tabuão,
I’m an old friend that happily returns to your open arms, Bahia!
I’m a poet and I don’t want to be far away from your magic
Let me see your remains, churches,
Your saints, hills,
And mountains just like on the postcards
Let me pray to the Senhor de Bonfim**
Salve! Holy Bahia
Immortal, Bahia of my dreams
I am so happy
To know that Bahia is Brazil’s
Salve! Holy and immortal Bahia, Bahia of my dreams!