Qiuet Nights
Genes Lees / Tom 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 on the mountains
And the sea, so lovely
This is where I want to be
Here, with you so close to me
Until the final flicker of life's amber
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!