Theme
The Dave Brubeck Quartet feat. Paul Desmond Lyrics
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Es ir sin rumbo fijo
Refugiarse como un niño
En los brazos de la soledad
Regresar sin ella es
Tan delirante,
Tan nocivo tan frustrante
Es como tener las manos
Llenas de ella
De sus risa, sus caderas
Y saber que ella no esta
Es como sentarse a deshojar estrellas
Bajo una luna nueva
A través del ventanal
Vivir sin ella es estar
Encadenado a ese cuerpo
Que yo amo, es temerle a la soledad
Vivir sin ella es rendirse a cada instante
Es caer, es levantarse y de por ella comenzar
Esto no es normal
Es querer volar
A donde ella esta
Esto no es normal
Es querer volar
A donde ella esta
La noche sin ella es
Un trago amargo
Es mirar el calendario
Es llorar, amigos es llorar
Es como tener las manos
Llenas de ella
De sus manos, sus caderas
Y saber que ella no esta
Es como sentarse a deshojar estrellas
Bajo una luna nueva
A través del ventanal
Vivir sin ella es estar
Encadenado a ese cuerpo
Que yo amo, es temerle a la soledad
Vivir sin ella es rendirse a cada instante
Es caer, es levantarse y de por ella comenzar
Vivir sin ella es estar
Encadenado a ese cuerpo
Que yo amo, es temerle a la soledad
Vivir sin ella es rendirse a cada instante
Es caer, es levantarse y de por ella comenzar
Vivir sin ella es estar
Encadenado a ese cuerpo
Yo no se lo que es vivir sin ella
Yo no se lo que es vivir
Con mi soledad que ahoga
Yo no se lo que es vivir sin ella
Yo no se lo que es vivir
Y se me hacen mas largas las horas
Sin su presencia
Yo no se lo que es vivir sin ella
Yo no se lo que es vivir
Todo me recuerda a ella
Esa canción de la radio
La foto sobre la mesa
Yo no se lo que es vivir sin ella
Yo no se lo que es vivir
Me domina la tristeza
Si no esta ella
The song "Theme from the Two of Us" by The Dave Brubeck Quartet feat. Paul Desmond is an instrumental jazz piece, but the lyrics added later by the Brazilian musician and songwriter Milton Nascimento add a layer of depth to the emotional content of the song. The lyrics describe the feeling of living without someone you love and the constant yearning for their presence, which makes all other experiences seem lacking and incomplete. The first stanza establishes the central idea of the song: to walk without the loved one is to wander aimlessly and to embrace solitude like a child seeking refuge in their own arms. The second stanza intensifies this feeling by suggesting that even the act of returning home feels unbearable without the loved one's presence.
The third stanza has a vivid imagery of hands holding onto the memory of the loved one, but realizing that she is not there anymore. Sitting under a moonlit sky feels meaningless when you don't have that special someone to share the moment with. The fourth stanza repeats the idea of being chained to the loved one's body and the fear of being alone, but it also acknowledges the resilience that comes with loving someone deeply. The chorus reiterates the idea that living without the person you love is abnormal, and the desire to be with them is so strong that it feels like flying.
Overall, the lyrics to "Theme from the Two of Us" add an emotional dimension to an already evocative jazz piece. The descriptions of yearning, solitude, and memories resonate with anyone who has experienced the pain of missing someone they love. The combination of Milton Nascimento's words and The Dave Brubeck Quartet's music creates a powerful expression of longing and devotion that transcends language barriers.
Line by Line Meaning
Caminar sin ella,
Walking without her is like wandering aimlessly
Es ir sin rumbo fijo
There is no direction or purpose
Refugiarse como un niño
Seeking refuge like a child
En los brazos de la soledad
In the arms of loneliness
Regresar sin ella es
Returning without her is
Tan delirante,
Insane
Tan nocivo tan frustrante
So harmful and frustrating
Que a la casa no quiero llegar
I don't even want to come home
Es como tener las manos
It's like having my hands
Llenas de ella
Full of her
De sus risa, sus caderas
Her laughter, her hips
Y saber que ella no esta
And knowing she's not here
Es como sentarse a deshojar estrellas
It's like sitting and plucking stars
Bajo una luna nueva
Under a new moon
A través del ventanal
Through the windowpane
Vivir sin ella es estar
Living without her means being
Encadenado a ese cuerpo
Chained to this body
Que yo amo, es temerle a la soledad
That I love, and fearing loneliness
Vivir sin ella es rendirse a cada instante
Living without her is surrendering every moment
Es caer, es levantarse y de por ella comenzar
It's falling, it's getting up, and starting over for her
Esto no es normal
This is not normal
Es querer volar
It's wanting to fly
A donde ella esta
Wherever she is
La noche sin ella es
The night without her is
Un trago amargo
A bitter drink
Es mirar el calendario
It's looking at the calendar
Es llorar, amigos es llorar
It's crying, my friends, it's crying
De sus manos, sus caderas
Her hands, her hips
Yo no se lo que es vivir sin ella
I don't know what it's like to live without her
Todo me recuerda a ella
Everything reminds me of her
Esa canción de la radio
That song on the radio
La foto sobre la mesa
The photo on the table
Me domina la tristeza
Sadness dominates me
Si no esta ella
If she's not here
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: LUIZ BONFA, ANTONIO MARIA
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@pamelawomack3076
mornings have improved since I started listening to this beautiful jazz instead of the news
@ScalerWave
I was never a Jazz fan until listening to Paul Desmond.
@stevenlowel486
When I first heard this piece, I was driving and I was only a couple blocks from home and got lost! This song is so hauntingly beautiful that I play it often before I sleep and I hear it in my dreams
@Shaker626
How long ago was that, may I ask?
@danielfavre7741
Paul Desmond is so expressive and unfolds so feeling that reaches our sensibility.
@jeremywheeler5522
Just astonishingly beautiful in its inventive improvisation of perhaps the greatest melody ever written for a popular song by the talented Mr Hoagy Carmichael. At 83 I sit here and wonder about how such near perfection can exist in a world so totally screwed up by humanity.
@karlirvine8774
What a lie
@marketccess1
From Paul’s horn to God’s ears. How lucky for us to be in the audience!
@williamneumyer7147
Very nice combination of the cut with the photo montage.
@The_Preacher_LLC
I just want you to know. I grew up on Paul & Dave cause my old man played Paul. Did gigs in his early 20’s. Sounded just like him. Carnegie Hall was my bible. I was missing him so much today and vis just crusherd me missing my Pop. Im 40. You posting this, just made my day. I thank you. Take care.