Zavier Cugat (#2 in 1943), The
Ritchie Family (#11 in 1975)
Brazil, where hearts 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 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 I’m certain of;
Return, I will, to old Brazil.
