Jardin Botanico - Michael Franks

Wintertime when the city gets to me

I climb on that plane at Kennedy

And fly to the southern Hemisphere

Where the sky is clear

I abandon the bleak December chill

There’s nothing like Christmas in Brazil

The weather’s completely upside down

When we touch down

Now that I’m here

Where do I go?

Lost in Jardin Botanico

The parrots are blue

The sambas are slow

Down in Jardin Botanico

Life is easy when you’re hiding from the rain

Beneath banana trees

The big leaves keep you dry

Then you feel the evening fall

Upon the cool Copacabana breeze

The stars light up the sky

… Instrumental …

Now that I’m here

Where do I go?

Lost in Jardin Botanico

The parrots are blue

The sambas are slow

Down in Jardin Botanico

Life is easy when you’re hiding from the rain

Beneath banana trees

The big leaves keep you dry

Then you feel the evening fall

Upon the cool Copacabana breeze

The stars light up the sky