Country Club Brazilian
It’s deep into winter,
And reports say the weather turns.
But it’s like summer to me,
The best English summer ever.
All day, incredible clear skies,
And constant sunshine reign.
But I’m in the lap of luxury,
Here sitting by shimmering pools.
A quiet music drifts to me,
Reminding me of hazy days.
And my eyes fill with tears,
A thanks that I can see you.
In the arms of an angel,
My hopes become so bright.
This rough Brazilian winter weather,
Has been to me, a rare delight.
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