| Antonio lives life's frevo | |
| Antonio prays for truth | |
| Antonio says our friendship | |
| Is a hundred-proof | |
| The vulture that circles Rio | |
| Hangs in this L. A. Sky | |
| The blankets they give the Indians | |
| Only make them die | |
| But sing the Song | |
| Forgotten for so long | |
| And let the Music flow | |
| Like Light into the Rainbow | |
| We know the Dance, we have | |
| We still have the chance | |
| To break these chains and flow | |
| Like Light into the Rainbow | |
| Antonio loves the desert | |
| Antonio prays for rain | |
| Antonio knows that Pleasure | |
| Is the child of Pain | |
| And lost in La Califusa | |
| When most of my hope was gone | |
| Antonio's samba led me | |
| To the Amazon | |
| We sing the Song | |
| Forgotten for so long | |
| And let the music flow | |
| Like Light into the Rainbow | |
| We know the Dance, we have | |
| We still have the chance | |
| To break these chains and flow | |
| Like Light into the Rainbow. |