Michael Vaughn Brazilian Summer текст песни

Somewhere a summer night is falling,
Somewhere a lonely voice is calling,
«Come for I wait for you still
In the heart of Brazil.»

Those warm arms, how tight they used to hold me,
Warm lips, the lovely things they told me.
Oh, I remember each thrill
Of a summer in old Brazil.

I see the stars on the Rio,
I still hear the whispers of the sea.
Oh, why, when our love was so young and gay,
why did I leave you alone that way?

Now, somewhere, when summer winds are sighing,
Somewhere you’ll hear my poor heart crying,
«Love, if you care for me still,
Please, keep waiting until