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(Come on now, come on now, come on now, come on now)
(Come on now, come on now, come on now, come on now)
(Come on now, come on now, come on now, come on now)
(Come on now, come on now, come on now, come on now)

(Come on now, come on now, come on now, come on now)
(Come on now, come on now, come on now, come on now)
(Come on now, come on now, come on now, come on now)
(Come on now, come on now, come on now, come on now)

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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

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

(Come on now, come on now, come on now, come on now)
(Come on now, come on now, come on now, come on now)
(Come on now, come on now, come on now, come on now)
(Come on now, come on now, come on now, come on now)

This is where I want to be
Here with you so close to me
Until the final flicker of life's ember

I was so lost and lonely
Believing life was a only a bitter, tragic joke
I have found with you
The meaning of existence oh, my love
Oh, my love

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

This is where I want to be
Here with you so close to me
Until the final flicker of life's ember

I was lost and lonely
Believing life was a only a bitter, tragic joke
I have found with you
The meaning of existence oh, my love (come on now...)
Oh, my love

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

Writer(s): Gene Lees, Antonio Carlos Brasileiro De Almeida Jobim

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