I think this sweet old love song goes something more like this:
Brazil, where (our) hearts were entertained in June,
we stood beneath an amber moon and softly whispered:
"One day soon we'll kiss"
And clung together--
Then, tomorrow was another day.
The morning found me miles away with still a milion things to say.
And now as twilight moves the sky above, (with) the calming thrills of our love, there's one thing that I'm certain of: Return I will to old Brazil...
I think this sweet old love song goes something more like this:
Brazil, where (our) hearts were entertained in June, we stood beneath an amber moon and softly whispered: "One day soon we'll kiss" And clung together-- Then, tomorrow was another day. The morning found me miles away with still a milion things to say.
And now as twilight moves the sky above, (with) the calming thrills of our love, there's one thing that I'm certain of: Return I will to old Brazil...