Brazil

BRAZIL (AQUARELA DO BRASIL) Xavier Cugat Brazil, where hearts were entertaining June, 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, Theres one thing Im certain of Return I will to old Brazil.