more than a distant land

over a shining sea

more than the steaming 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 a tropical fruit

romantic language of the portuguese

melody on a wooden flute

somba 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 brazillian stars

oh holy southern cross

later on take me way downtown in a tin can;

can't come down from the bandstand

i'm never thrown for such a loss when they say



quando a nossa mae acordar

andareimoz au sol

quando a nossa mae acordar

cantara' pelos sertao

quando a nossa mea acordar

todos os filios saberao

todos os filios saberao

e regozilarao



caught in the rays of the rising sun

on the run from the soldier's gun

shouting out loud from the angry crowd

the mild the wild and the hungry child

i'll 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

and more than the shining eyes



but it's more than the shining eye

more than the steaming 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