Grândola, swarthy village,
Land of brotherhood:
The people are the ones who hold the greatest power
Within your walls, oh city!
Within your walls, oh city
The people are the ones who hold the greatest power,
Land of brotherhood:
Grândola, swarthy village!
In every street corner, a friend,
On every face, equality;
Grândola, swarthy village,
Land of brotherhood!
Land of brotherhood:
Grândola, swarthy village!:
On every face, equality...
The people are the ones who hold the greatest power!
Under a holly oak's shadow
That had even forgotten its age,
I swore that I would have as my companion,
Grândola, your very own will!
Grândola, your very own will
I swore that I would have as my companion,
Under a holly oak's shadow
That had even forgotten its age!