I made my flag out of your mane,
I made my banner out of your body,
I made my pyre with your soul
And I made, out of your outline, all the art forms!
All of us
Have Amália in our voices
And we have, in her voice,
All of our voices!
I gave your name to my homeland,
I gave your name to my art...
Ah, (I gave) your life to Spring!
Ah, (I gave) your voice to eternity...!
All of us
Have Amália in our voices
And we have, in her voice,
All of our voices!
I made my farewell with your tears,
I gave your arms to my dance...
I gave your purpose to my life
And the scream (of life), was given by a newborn child!
All of us
Have Amália in our voices
And we have, in her voice,
All of our voices!
(I gave) your hands to my destiny;
Your glance, (I gave) to the horizon.
I gave your song to the rhythm of my hymn
And I gave your voice to my very source...
All of us
Have Amália in our voices
And we have, in her voice,
All of our voices!
Ooooh...