Africa / Rio

I hear the drums echoing tonight
But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation
She's coming in on a twelve-thirty flight
Her moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation
I stopped an old man along the way
Hoping to find some old forgotten words or ancient melodies
He turned to me as if to say: "Hurry boy, it's waiting there for you"

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had

Free and wild
You're one of those
Who dance and beat
To the rhythm of the samba
Ipanema's not just the girl you think

In this city
Heart in the water
A forest
Is the refuge of the boats
Every night
Red is the light of her skin

It's no use
I'm not the same anymore

Rio
Your Sugarloaf is a bird
Even Jesus himself left his cross
He watches over you with open arms

And your children
Of all bloodlines
Walk on the rooftops
It's not just Guanabara
With a ball at their feet
No dream can collapse

Winter is dead
Summer is January

Rio
Your Sugarloaf is a bird
Even Jesus himself left his cross
He watches over you with open arms

Rio
Carioca, that's your flag
Each color defining your faith

Green Tijuca
Blue night bossa
Yellow Copacabana
White and Certi
Water is the land
Where you come to life

Rio
Your Sugarloaf is a bird
Even Jesus himself left his cross
He watches over you with open arms

Rio speaks of love
Rio speaks of love
Rio speaks of love

Rio speaks of love
Rio speaks of love
Rio speaks of love