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CORCOVADO
QUIET NIGHTS OF QUIET STARS, QUIET CHORDS FROM MY GUITAR
FLOATING IN THE SILENCE THAT SURROUNDS US
QUIET THOUGHTS AND QUIET DREAMS, QUIET WALKS BY QUIET STREAMS, AND A WINDOW
LOOKING ON THE MOUNTAINS AND THE SEA.
HOW LOVELY! THIS IS WHERE I WANT TO BE.
HERE, WITH YOU SO CLOSE TO ME, UNTILL THE FINAL FLICKER OF LIFES 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.
