SONG OF THE JET



How my heart is singing,

I see Rio de Janeiro.

My lonely longing days are over.

Rio, my love there by the sea,

Rio, my love waiting for me.



See the cable cars

that sway above the Bay of Guanabara.

Tiny sail boats far below

dance the samba as they go.

Shining Rio, there you lie,

city of sun, of sea and sky,

mountains of green rising so high.

Four minutes more,

we'll be there at the airport of Galeao.

Rio de Janeiro, Rio de Janeiro,

Rio de Janeiro, Rio de Janeiro.



Statue of the Savior

with open arms above the yellow seashore,

Sugar Loaf in majesty

climbing from a silver sea,

dark eyed girls who smile at me.

City of love and mysteries.

Fasten seat belts, no smoking, please.

Now we're descending

and everything's rushing and now the wheels

touch the ground.



- Gene Lees