Texty: Cornélius. Brazil.

Where hearts were entertaining June
We stood beneath an amber moon
And softly murmured someday soon
(Someday) 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 dims 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 Brazil