Текст песни Antônio Carlos Jobim - This Happy Madness
What should I call this happy madness
That I feel inside of me
Some kind of wild October gladness
That I never thought I'd see
What ever happen to my sadness
All my endless, lonely sighs
Where are my sorrows now?
What happened to the frown?
And is that self-contented clown
Standing there grinning in the mirror, really me?
I'd like to run through Central Park
Carve your initials in the back
On every tree I pass for every one to see
I feel that I've gone back to childhood
And I'm skipping through the wild wood
So excited that I don't know what to do
What do I care if I'm a juvenile?
I smile my secret little smile
Because I know the change in me is you
What should I call this happy madness?
All this unexpected joy
That turned the world into a baby's bouncing toy
The gods are laughing far above
One of them gave a little shove
And I fell gaily gladly, madly into love
