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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
the window that looks out... on Corcovado, oh how lovely Quero a vida sempre assim... Com
você perto de mim... Até o apagar A velha chama. E eu que era triste... Descrente deste mundo... Ao encontrar você... Eu conheci. O
que é felicidade Meu amor. 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 I've found with you... The meaning of existence, oh my love...
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