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Brazil-57 Frank Sinatra(Bob Russel)
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Brazil-57 (Bob Russel)
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
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 that I'm certain of
Return
Return
I will
I will
to old
Brazil
That old
That old
Brazil
Brazil
Very old
Very old
Brazil
They got a lot of awful coffee in Brazil
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Ary Barroso
Aquarela Do Brasil
Versões de "Aquarela Do Brasil"
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Brazil-57 (Bob Russel) Brazil, where hearts wer...
Letra
Brasil
Meu Brasil brasileiro
Meu mulato inzoneiro
Vou cantar-te nos meus versos
Ô Brasil, samba que dá
Bamboleio que faz gingar
Ô Brasil, do meu amor
Terra de Nosso Senhor
Brasil, Brasil
Pra mim, pra mim
Ah, abre a cortina do passado
Tira a Mãe Preta,do serrado
Bota o Rei Congo, no congado
Brasil, Brasil
Pra mim, pra mim
Deixa, cantar de novo o trovador
A merencória luz da lua
Toda canção do meu amor
Quero ver Essa Dona, caminhando
Pelos salões arrastando
O seu vestido rendado
Brasil, Brasil
Pra mim, pra mim
Brasil
Terra boa e gostosa
Da morena sestrosa
De olhar indiscreto
Ô Brasil, samba que dá
Bamboleio, que faz gingar
Ô Brasil, do meu amor
Terra de Nosso Senhor
Brasil, Brasil
Pra mim, pra mim
Oh, esse coqueiro que dá coco
Onde eu amarro a minha rede
Nas noites claras de luar
Brasil, Brasil
Pra mim, pra mim
Ah, ouve essas fontes murmurantes
Aonde eu mato a minha sede
E onde a lua vem brincar
Ah, este Brasil lindo e trigueiro
É o meu Brasil, brasileiro
Terra de samba e pandeiro
Brasil, Brasil
Pra mim, pra mim
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