Quiet Nights
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 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.
-- Astrud Gilberto
-- tenor saxophonist - Stan Getz
The sea is beautifully painted
Gentle sea breeze brushing across my ears
The sky turns the panorama into grey
Yet the rain doesn't come to disrupt everything
I hear the guitar
The melody under the plucking string
How quiet it is I think
as if my heart stops beating
Ever-lying here how I wish
to forever feel the nearness of you
Watching the sun shining half of the day
and the moon brimming on another
Free my soul from loneliness and sadness
Only to make me realise there is existence
Under the ever glowing sand of the beach
I plant the ever growing love
-lilian
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 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.
-- Astrud Gilberto
-- tenor saxophonist - Stan Getz
The sea is beautifully painted
Gentle sea breeze brushing across my ears
The sky turns the panorama into grey
Yet the rain doesn't come to disrupt everything
I hear the guitar
The melody under the plucking string
How quiet it is I think
as if my heart stops beating
Ever-lying here how I wish
to forever feel the nearness of you
Watching the sun shining half of the day
and the moon brimming on another
Free my soul from loneliness and sadness
Only to make me realise there is existence
Under the ever glowing sand of the beach
I plant the ever growing love
-lilian
You wrote...
I hear the guitar
The melody under the plucking string
How quiet it is I think
as if my heart stops beating.
Are you contradicting yourself or are you getting all assymetrical on quantum reasoning? (Oh boy, didn't that sentence sounds smart?)
Then again so did A.C. Swinburne's Triumph of Time.
Posted by
datacrush |
10:49 AM