“RIO”

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RIO

SCENE FIFTEEN

“RIO”

In Amin

John starts walking back toward the Copacabana Beach, reflecting.

 

I.                                  Rio, where the Centavos won’t buy you a thing.

Where El Tourista’s supposedly king.

That’s where I found her a jewel among thieves,

glistening in sunshine a flower among weeds.

 

Rio, where children beg and or steal for their keeps

From Corcovado, God watches and weeps.

She wants to help them, her mind’s filled with dreams.

Copacabana is not what it seems.

 

Chorus                         I close my eyes and I can see her in Rio

She whispers in my ear come see her in Rio

Her arms reach out to me to see her in Rio.

Rio, Rio Dejaneirio

 

II.                                Rio, where Casanovas lambada till dawn

where half the children have fathers now gone.

But still she’s so filled with love that she glows.

I’ve got so much I can learn, heaven knows.

 

Chorus                         I close my eyes and I can see her in Rio

She whispers in my ear come see her in Rio

Her arms reach out to me to see her in Rio.

Rio Dejaneirio.

 

Segue                          I feel like I’ve been here forever.

I feel I’ve just begun to live.

She’s shown me a faith I’ve not had before.

That maybe even here her God can still forgive.

 

Music continues as John reports to the police. He then begins to                                           walk back toward his hotel lobby.

 

 

Sargeant                      (In Portuguese)…….Senhor, precisamos a descriao do homem que nos ferimos…  (Phonetics—Sanyor, precezamos, ah descrisaun du omeng key noise feremos…)

 

John                             In English please….I don’t understand much else.

 

Sargeant                      Sorry, Sir, could you give me a description of the man we just shot?

 

John                             Sir, I don’t know a soul down here…except maybe one

 

Sargeant                      Please meet me in the hotel lobby after you collect your thoughts.

 

John                             I’ll be there in a moment.

 

III.                               Rio, where all the rich have their own private police.

Paid to protect them from those they have fleeced.

While in the ghetto, the drug lord is King.

And yet she still finds the joy each day brings.

 

Chorus                         I close my eyes and I can see her in Rio

She whispers in my ear come see her in Rio

She reaches out to me to see her in Rio

I need to know more what the score is in Rio Dejaneirio

Rio, Rio Dejaneirio

 

lights and music fade as he walks off into the hotel.

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