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.
A little song, a little guitar, this love, a song to make happy those who love each other.
A lot of calm to think and time to dream, from the window I see Corcovado, the Redeemer, how beautiful.
I want life always like this, with you close to me, until the old flame goes out.
And I, who was sad and disbelieving in this world, when I met you, I knew
what happiness is, my love.
Quiet nights of quiet stars, quiet chords from my guitar, floating on the silence that surrounds us.
Quiet nights of quiet stars, quiet walks by quiet streams, and a window that looks out on Corcovado, oh how lovely.
I want life always like this, with you close to me, until the old flame goes out.
I want life always like this, with you close to me, until the old flame goes out.
And I, who was sad and disbelieving in this world, when I met you, I knew
what happiness is, my love.
© transcript Emily Beynon