I’m from Benfica / It fills me with pride /I have in me the spirit / That allows common greatness /

I’m from a brave club / That in the hardest of the battles / A rival has never met / In this Portugal of ours /

Being from Benfica / Is having in your soul / The mighty flame / That conquers /

It lifts you to the immense light / From the sun, that high in the sky / Smiling gently kisses / Full of pride /

The very bright shirts / Vibrating through the fields / Like jumping poppies