Corcovado

Found good old Bang & Olufsen’s A8 while I was cleaning my room…
I plugged in… Corcovado flowing out to my ears. I then closed my eyes to feel what it is like to be drowned by music. Words just can’t simply describe this…
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
Oh, How lovely
This is where I want to be
Here with you so close to me
Until the final flicker of life’s embers
I who was lost and lonely
Believing life was only
A bitter tragic joke have found with you
The meaning of existence of my life
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- April 20, 2007 / 4:25 am
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