Xavier Cugat Brasil
Brazil, where hearts were entertaining June
We stood beneath an amber moon
And softly murmured "someday soon."
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
There's one thing I'm certain of
Return I will to old Brazil
