Astrud Gilberto Corcovado ^минус

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 sweet song, a guitar
This love, A song
To make happy whom is loved
Much calm to think
And have time to dream
From the window, Corcovado can be seen
The Redeemer, how beautifull!
I want life to always be like this.
With you right next to me
'till the love ends.
And I who was sad
Having lost faith in this world
I found you and then I knew
what happiness is, my love