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Quiet nights of quiet stars, quiet chords from my gui-tar

Floating on the silence that sur-rounds us.

Quiet thoughts and quiet dreams, quiet walks by quiet streams,

And a window looking on the mountains and the sea, how lovely!

This is where I want to be, here with you so close to me

Un-til 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 ex-istence, oh, my love..........oh, my love…….oh, my love