No, I will never forget the bay of Rio
The color of the sky along the Corcovado
Rua Madureira, the street where you lived
I will not forget, yet I have never been there

No, I will never forget that day in July
When I met you, when we had to part
For such a short time, and we walked in the rain
I was talking about love, and you were talking about your country

No, I will not forget the softness of your body
In the taxi that was taking us to the airport
You turned around to smile at me before getting on
A Caravelle that never arrived

No, I will never forget the day when I read
Your name poorly written among so many other unknown names
On the first page of a Brazilian newspaper
I was trying to read and I couldn't understand anything

No, I will not forget the softness of your body
In the taxi that was taking us to the airport
You turned around to smile at me before getting on
A Caravelle that never arrived

No, I will never forget the bay of Rio
The color of the sky along the Corcovado
Rua Madureira, the street you dressed
I will not forget, yet I have never been there

I will not forget, yet I have never been there
I will not forget, yet I have never been there

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