in your abandoned garden
sunlight still prevails
the jasmine climbs the trellis fragrantly
the
jacaranda ultravioletly sways
the blossom. each of them by your hand planted
will
even if i tell them of your sudden
disappearance from us
not believe the tale
though the samba has ended
i know in the sound
of your voice
your piano
your flute
you are found
and the music within you continues to flow
sadly
lost antonio
you were my inspiration
my hero
my friend
on the highway of time will i meet you again?
if the heart ever heals
does the scar always show
for the lost antonio?
for the lost antonio?
in your abandoned garden
beauty is unchanged
the hummingbird still hovers for the scent the
frangipane so seductively displays
camellias
each of them by your hand planted
the sadness of your sudden disappearance still
unknown to them
await the kiss of rain
though the samba has ended
i know in the sound
of your voice
your piano
your flute
you are found
and the music within you continues to flow
sadly
lost antonio
you were my inspiration
my hero
my friend
on the highway of time will i meet you again?
if the heart ever heals
does the scar always show
for the lost antonio?
for the lost antonio?