(Verse 1) The sun is dipping low behind the granite peaks, The ocean breeze is whispering the secrets that it seeks. I’ve got a vintage postcard and a ticket in my hand, Heading toward the rhythm of the sugar-golden sand. (Chorus) So meet me in Copacabana, where the sidewalk starts to wave, Underneath the moonlight, there’s a memory to save. With the spirit of the samba and the salt spray in the air, Meet me in Copacabana, I’ll be waiting for you there. (Verse 2) The mosaic tiles are humming under thousand rushing feet, Where the laughter of the city and the rolling rollers meet. We’ll find a little table where the caipirinhas glow, And watch the world in motion while the tide begins to flow. (Chorus) So meet me in Copacabana, where the sidewalk starts to wave, Underneath the moonlight, there’s a memory to save. With the spirit of the samba and the salt spray in the air, Meet me in Copacabana, I’ll be waiting for you there. (Bridge) From the fort up on the corner to the lights of Leme bay, The shadows of the palm trees chase the heat of day away. No need for any compass, no need for any chart, Just follow the percussion beat that’s echoing your heart. (Guitar Solo / Instrumental Break) (Chorus) So meet me in Copacabana, where the sidewalk starts to wave, Underneath the moonlight, there’s a memory to save. With the spirit of the samba and the salt spray in the air, Meet me in Copacabana, I’ll be waiting for you there. (Outro) In Copacabana... Where the stars come out to play... Meet me by the water... Before it drifts away... (Fade out with the sound of distant drums and waves)
