Escrita por
Antonio Carlos Jobim e Aloysio de Oliveira, com letra em ingles de
Ray Gilbert, foi gravada em 30 de janeiro de 1 de fevereiro, no
United Western Recorders, em Hollywood, Los Angeles, California. Foi
lançada por Sinatra e Jobim em março de 1967 no disco Francis
Albert Sinatra and Antonio Carlos Jobim.
Foi escrita
em portugues pra cantora Silvinha Telles, que morreu pouco tempo
depois de gravá-la, num acidente de carro.
Foi gravada
também por Astrud Gilberto, Elza Soares, Charlie Byrd, Baden Powell,
Sarah Vaughn, Ella Fitzgerald, entre tantos outros artistas.
A letra:
Sky, so vast is
the sky, with far away clouds just wandering by,
Where do they go? Oh I don't know, don't know;
Wind that speaks to the leaves, telling stories that no one believes,
Stories of love belong to you and to me.
Oh, Dindi, if I only had words I would say all the beautiful
things that I see when you're with me, Oh my Dindi.
Oh Dindi, like the song of the wind in the trees, that's how my heart is
singing Dindi, Happy Dindi, When you're with me.
I love you more each day, yes I do, yes I do;
I'd let you go away, if you take me with you.
Don't you know, Dindi, I'd be running and searching for you like a river that
can't find the sea, that would be me without you, my Dindi.
can't find the sea that would be me without you Dindi.
Like a river that can't find the sea, that would be me without you, my Dindi.
Where do they go? Oh I don't know, don't know;
Wind that speaks to the leaves, telling stories that no one believes,
Stories of love belong to you and to me.
Oh, Dindi, if I only had words I would say all the beautiful
things that I see when you're with me, Oh my Dindi.
Oh Dindi, like the song of the wind in the trees, that's how my heart is
singing Dindi, Happy Dindi, When you're with me.
I love you more each day, yes I do, yes I do;
I'd let you go away, if you take me with you.
Don't you know, Dindi, I'd be running and searching for you like a river that
can't find the sea, that would be me without you, my Dindi.
can't find the sea that would be me without you Dindi.
Like a river that can't find the sea, that would be me without you, my Dindi.
A versão de
Sinatra and Jobim:
A versão de
Astrud Gilberto:
A versão de
Sarah Vaughn:
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