Music by antoniocarlosjobim, words by vinicius demoraes, translated by norman gimbel How insensitive. I must have seemed. When she told me that she loved me. How unnerved and cold. I must have
Quiet nights of quiet stars,. Quiet chords from my guitar,. Floating on the silence that surronds us,. Quiet thoughts and quiet dreams,. Quiet walks by quiet streams,. And window that looking so
nothing's changed. Well, there's something you should know San Antonio baby, won't you please come back to me?. The very thought of losing you has brought me to my knees. I feel like a king but no longer
No. No pode mais. Meu corao. Viver assim dilacerado. Escravizado a uma iluso. Que s desiluso Ah, no seja a vida. Sempre assim. Como o luar desesperado. A derramar melancolia. Em mim. Poesia
The sun left suddenly without saying so. The night softly took his place. I'm not the man I once thought I was. It's no disgrace living in the sorrows of the hours in this place San Antonio, can't
