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Estado d’Alma #39 (poll on)

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 the window looking on the mountains and the sea, 
how lovely
This is where I want to be, 
here with you so close to me,
until the final flicker of life’s 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.

Quiet nights of quiet stars, Woven Hand (2008) (Original António Carlos Jobim)