The girl from Ipanema

Tall and tan and young and lovely,

the girl from Ipanema goes walking,

and when she passes

each one she passes goes "a-a-ah!"

When she walks just like a samba that

swings so cool and sways so gentle

that when she passes

each one she passes goes "a-a-ah!"

Oh, how 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...

Olha que coisa mais linda,

mais cheia de graca,

é ela menina

que vem e que passa

num doce balanco, a caminho do mar

Moca do corpo dourado,

do sol de Ipanema

o seu balancado é mais que um poema

é a coisa mais linda que eu já vi passar

Ah, porque estou tao sozinho

Ah, porque tudo é tao triste

Ah, a beleza que existe

A beleza que nao é so minha

e tambén passa sozinha

Ah, se ela soubesse

que cuando ela passa

o mundo interinho se enche de graca

e fica mais lindo

por causa do amor

Oh, 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,

she just doesn´t see,

no she doesn´t see...