Love is like a never ending melody,
Poets have compared it to a symphony,
A symphony conducted by the lighting of the moon,
But our song of love is slightly out of tune . . . .
Once your kisses raised me to a fever pitch,
Now the orchestration doesn`t seem so rich,
Seems to me you`ve changed the tune we used to sing,
Like the bossa nova love should swing . . . .
We used to harmonize two souls in perfect time,
Now the song is different and the words don`t even rhyme,
Ў®Cause you forgot the melody our hearts would always croon,
What good`s a heart that`s slightly out of tune?
Tune your heart with mine the way it used to be,
Join with me in harmony and sing a song of love,
We`re bound to get in tune again before too long,
There`ll be no Desafinado when your heart belongs to me completely
Then you won`t be slightly out of tune, you`ll sing along with me!