Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking and
When she passes, each one she passes goes: Aah
When she walks, she's like a samba
That swings so cool and sways so gentle that
When she passes, each one she passes goes: Ooh
Ooh, but I watch her so sadly
How can I tell her I love her?
Yes, I would give my heart gladly
But each day, when she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead, not at me
Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking and
When she passes, I smile, but she doesn't see, doesn't see
Olha que coisa mais linda, mais cheia de gra�a
� ela, menina, que vem e que passa
Num doce balan�o a caminho do mar
Mo�a do corpo dourado, do Sol de Ipanema
O seu balan�ado parece um poema
� a coisa mais linda que eu j� vi passar
Ooh, but I watch her so sadly
Aah, por que tudo � t�o triste?
Yes, I would give my heart gladly
But each day, when she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead, not at me
Tall, tan, young, lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking and
When she passes, I smile, but she doesn't see
Por causa do amor
She just doesn't see
Nem olha para mim
She never sees me
Por causa do amor
