Antonio Carlos Jobim Triste
Sad is to live in solitude
Far from your tranquil altitude
Sad is to know that no one ever can live
On a dream, that never can be, will never be
Dreamer awake, wake up and see
Your beauty is an aeroplane
So high my heart can't bear the strain
A heart stops when you pass by
Only to cause me pain
Sad is to live in solitude
