Quiet nights and 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 to be,
Here with you so close to me,
until the final flicker of life’s ember
I who was lost and lonely,
Believing life was a only,
a bitter tragic joke, have found with you,
The meaning of existence oh, my love.