SONG OF THE JET How my heart is singing, I see Rio de Janeiro. My lonely longing days are over. Rio, my love there by the sea, Rio, my love waiting for me. See the cable cars that sway above the Bay of Guanabara. Tiny sail boats far below dance the samba as they go. Shining Rio, there you lie, city of sun, of sea and sky, mountains of green rising so high. Four minutes more, we'll be there at the airport of Galeao. Rio de Janeiro, Rio de Janeiro, Rio de Janeiro, Rio de Janeiro. Statue of the Savior with open arms above the yellow seashore, Sugar Loaf in majesty climbing from a silver sea, dark eyed girls who smile at me. City of love and mysteries. Fasten seat belts, no smoking, please. Now we're descending and everything's rushing and now the wheels touch the ground. - Gene Lees