Quiet nights of quiet stars, quiet chords from my guitar
Floating on the silence that surrounds us.
Quiet thoughts and dreams, quiet walks by quiet streams,
And a window 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 ember.
I, who was lost and lonely, believing life was only
A bitter, tragic joke have found with you
The meaning of existance, oh, my love.
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