Brazil
We stood beneath an amber moon
And softly murmured 'someday soon.'
We kissed and clung together,
Then, tomorrow was another day
The morning found me miles away
With still a million things to say;
Now, when twilight dims the sky above
Recalling thrills of our love,
There's one thing I'm certain of
Return I will to old Brazil
Autor(es): ARY BARROSO