Quiet Nights of Quiet Stars (Corcovado)
Antonio Carlos Jobim, Gene Lees
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.