Orientals, our nation or the grave,
Liberty or with glory we die.
Its the vows that our souls pronounce
And which heroicly we will fullfill.
Liberty, Liberty, Orientals.
This is the outcry which our nation saved
And it's braves in fierce battles
Of sublime enthusiasm enflamed
This Holy gift of Glory we deserved
Tyrants: Tremble!
Liberty in combat we will Cry Out!
And even dying, Freedom we shall also Shout!
Sent by Carlos André Pereira da Silva Branco