1. Samba Nights

From the recording AZANIA

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Samba Nights

Oh Samba Nights in the streams of my mind.
You in the light as the pictures unwind
Shadows of love here we are on the wall
I can’t get enough when I start to recall

Samba Nights calling me
Samba Nights back where my love used to be
Samba Nights I still can see Samba Nights

Oh Samba Nights green and blue were her eyes
Turquoise and wine under warm summer skies
Somebody laughed as the music played on
Smoke in the air and the shadows were gone