Brazil, when stars 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 us miles away 
With still a million things to say. 
And now, when twilight dims the skies above 
Recalling thrills of our love 
There's one thing I'm certain of... 
Return, I will, to old Brazil. 

Brazil, when stars 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 us miles away 
With still a million things to say. 
And now when twilight dims the skies above 
Recalling thrills of our love there's one thing 
I'm certain of... Return, I will, to old Brazil.

(Pink Martini, "Brazil")