Volunteers of Australia and New Zealand singing the SOS to Marlon Brando on behalf of children in China

S. O. S.   MARLON  BRANDO

Children's posthumous SOS Song to Marlon Brando

BRANDO ©

Brando............ Brando............  

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Papa Marlon, Papa Marlon, take Pyrasombra ,  

And start to dance, please start to dance.

Your children call in many ways, wearing white and yellow leis,  

As island rhythm sways, for our fathers each one prays.  

When the moon is one night full and the winds bring us romance,  

Tetiaroa will start to pull and Pyrasombra start to dance,

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Papa Marlon, Papa Marlon, take Pyrasombra ,  

And start to dance, please start to dance.

 Your children send their greetings; fathers love in many ways,  

Time is oh so fleeting, like the white and yellow leis,  

Go with kindness, live with love, as island rhythm sways,  

Soon we shall be meeting, for our fathers each one prays.

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Papa Marlon, Papa Marlon, take Pyrasombra,

And start to dance, please start to dance.

Send your blessing if you will, guide us gently up above,

As you travel please remember, let us always feel your love.

Travel safely, God be with you, listen to us with pride,

The day will come when each who sings will be right by your side.

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Papa Marlon, Papa Marlon, take Pyrasombra ,

And start to dance, please start to dance.

When you travel to far off lands, don't forget what you must do.

Turn to Tetiaroa when Tahitian drums come calling you.

When you travel to far off lands, don't forget what you must do,

Turn to Tetiaroa when Tahitian drums come calling you.  

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# Song proceeds are to assist orphans in China

The song that children are seeking help with:

WATERFRONT © 

"Waterfront, Waterfront, I remember the years,  

The Hollywood hustle and have a few beers,

The charm and the grace and all the mistakes,

And to tell the truth, just a few heartaches.

Try to give from the heart as you can,

Try to love your fellow man,

That's really the key to it all - living,

The thing that really counts - is giving.

Just before I'm one hundred an' nine,

I'm going where no human runs,

Where only true friends await me,

Where I still hear Tahitian drums.

You kids, love your mom, love your dad,

If you don't have one, try to find one!

I'll meet each one of you sometime,

Here, or after I'm a hundred an' nine.

You don't need the money, the shoving,

'Don't even need to be a great thinker,

Just try to be gentle and loving;

'Sure hope my last movie's not a stinker.

I know, I know, I've said it before,

But you know how kids are, they ask,

So I have just one more movies to do;

Is there an end to a Godfather’s task ?

Waterfront, Waterfront, I remember the years,

The Hollywood hustle and have a few beers,

The charm and the grace and all the mistakes,

And to tell the truth, just a few heartaches.

Feel it ?  Feel the breeze ?.....

I love you, all of you."  

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