Quiet Night of Quiet Stars (Corcovado)

Antonio Carlos Jobim

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 looking out

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 I’ve found with you

The meaning of existence oh, my love