Photograph
Astrud Gilberto
Photograph
Me, you, both of us
Here on this terrace by the sea
The sun is setting and your gaze
Seems to match the color of the sea
You have to go
The afternoon falls, colors fade away
It got dark, the sun fell into the sea
That light down there turned on
You and I
Me, you, both of us
Alone in this dimly lit bar
And a big moon rose from the sea
It seems like this bar is about to close
And there's always a song to tell
That old story of a desire
And all the songs come to tell
And then came that kiss