Only a Dream In Rio - Barbara Dickson

More than a distant land

Over a shining sea

More than the streaming green

More than the shining eyes

Well they tell me it’s only a dream in Rio

Nothing could be as sweet as it seems

On this very first day down

They remind me «son, have you so soon forgotten?

Often as not it’s rotten inside

And the mask soon slips away»

Strange taste of the tropical fruit

Romantic language of the Portuguese

Melody on a wooden flute

Samba floating in the summer breeze

It’s alright you can stay asleep

You can close your eyes

You can trust the people of paradise

To call your keeper

And tender your goodbyes

Oh what a night, wonderful one in a million

Frozen fire, Brazilian stars

Oh holy Southern Cross

Later on take me way downtown in a tin can

I ain’t come down from the bandstand

I’m never thrown for such a loss when they say

Quando a nossa mae acordar

Andaremos ao sol

Quando a nossa mae acordar

Cantara pelo sertao

Quando a nossa mae acordar

Todos os filhos saberao

Todos os filhos saberao

E regozijarao

Caught in the rays of the rising sun

More on the run from the soldier’s gun

Shouting out loud from the angry crowd

The mild, the wild and the hungry child

I will tell you there’s more than a dream in Rio

I was there on the very day

And my heart came back alive

There was more

More than the singing voices

More than the upturned faces

More than the shining eye

More than the streaming green

More than the hidden hills

More than the concrete Christ

More than a distant land

Over a shining sea

More than a hungry child

More like another time

Born of a million years

More than a million years