Brazilia

The heat is rising now the rain is gone

Our herat's are beating like drums of the Amazon

Deep in the afternoon

Up in that tiny room

Our secret rendezvous in Brazilia

Your father's a rich man of the rubber trade

He would gladly take my life for the love we made

Such a dangerous Portuguese

He takes just what he please

He takes everything he sees in Brazilia

The long road to Peru lies to the west

Past the sleeping soldiers the burning rain forest

Please come and go with me

We'll build a house beside the sea

As far as we can be from Brazilia

The heat is rising now the rain is gone

Our love is beating like drums of the Amazon

Deep in the afternoon

Up in that tiny room

Rendezvous

Rendezvous

Rendezvous

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