chaque soir,. D'hфtel, d'identitй, Evitant les bars. Bкtes traquйs, une seule lueur d'espoir. Зa s'ra la fin du blues. Dans l'port de Vera Cruz. . Rio, RioGrande. Dиs la frontiиre passйe,. Nous
, upside down. And I get a feelin' that I've seen the last of you. Riode Janeior blue The salty air, your wind blown hair, reflections on a dream. Thoughts of you with who knows who, flowin' through me
When my baby. When my baby smiles at me I go to Rio. De Janeiro, my-oh-me-oh. I go wild and then I have to do the Samba. And La Bamba. Now I'm not the kind of person. With a passionate
propeller. Got to get to Rio and we've got to make time. . You'll love it, soaring high above it. Looking down on Rio from a heaven of blue. Send a radio to RioDe Janeiro with a big hello. Just so
