Antônio Carlos Jobim
Quiet Nights of Quiet Stars (Corcovado)
Quiet nights of quiet stars
Quiet chords from my guitar
Floating on the silence that surrounds us
Quiet thoughts and dreams
Quiet walks by quiet streams
And a window on the
Mountains and the sea, how lovely
This is where I want 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 only a bitter, tragic joke
Have found with you
The meaning of existence, oh, my love