Quiet nights of quiet stars,
quiet chords from my guitar,
floating on the silence that surrounds us.
Quiet thoughts and quiet dreams,
quiet walks by quiet streams
and a window that looks out on Corcovado,
oh how lovely.
This is where I want to be
here with you so close to me
until the final flicker of life's embers.
I, who was lost and lonely
believing life was only
a bitter tragic joke
I found with you
the meaning of existence,
oh my love
I, who was lost and lonely
believing life was only
a bitter tragic joke
I found with you
the meaning of existence,
oh my love.