Brazil de John Pizzarelli

Brazil
Where hearts were entertained in june
We stood beneath an amber moon
And softly murmured "some day soon"
(some day)

We kissed
(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 beams the sky above
Recalling thrills of our love
There's one thing that i'm certain of

Return
I will, to old
Brazil

(return) return
(i will) i will
(to old) to old
Bra-zil!