Текст Michael Franks – Abandoned Garden

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

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