Este Seu Olhar
João Gilberto
This Your Look
This your look
When it meets mine
Speaks of things
That I can't believe
Sweet is to dream
Is to think that you
Like me
As I like you
But the illusion
When it fades away
Hurts in the heart
Of the one who dreamed
Dreamed too much
Ah! If I could understand
What your eyes say
