Performed by Bertie Higgins

The heat is rising now the rain is gone
Our hearts are beating like drums of the Amazon
Deep in the afternoon up in that tiny room
Our secret rendezvous in Brazilia

Your Father's a rich man of the rubber trade
He would gladly take my life for the love we made
Such a dangerous Portuguese he takes just what he please
He takes everything he sees in Brazilia

The long road to Peru lies to the West
Past the sleeping soldiers the burning rain forest
Please come and go with me
We'll build a house beside the sea
As far as we can be from Brazilia

The heat is rising now the rain is gone
Our love is flowing like the Amazon
Deep in the afternoon up in that tiny room
Our secret rendezvous in Brazilia