Rio - Hey Marseilles

Silhouette seasons and far-away reasons are all I have now

Borders can’t keep me if Rio will have me to dance and to drown

Take to the harbor like sails to set

Sleep for the evening and failed regret

Hold on to skylines of pale and cold

Clouds on horizons and love to grow old

On the way I will go

Where the days left to breathe

Are not gone, are still long

I am travelin' on

Love is a hazard in lower Manhattan

You cannot escape, and mustn’t be saddened

By men who abandon your eyes for another

There are always Brazilian boys to discover

Set your sight straight now

Don’t forget pain

Drink 'til the mornin' becomes yesterday

Think of the shorelines you have yet to see

Men who will hold you with eyes you believe

On the way I will go

Where the days left to breathe

Are not gone, are still long

I am travelin' on

On the way I will go

Where the days left to breathe

Are not gone, are still long

I am travelin' on