Olha que coisa mais linda
Mais cheia de graca
E 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 e mais que um poema
E a coisa mais linda que eu ja vi passar
Ah, porque estou tao sozinho
Ah, porque tudo e tao triste
Ah, a beleza que existe
A beleza que nao e so minha
Que tambem passa sozinha
Ah, se ela soubesse
Que quando ela passa
O mundo sorrindo se enche de graca
E fica mais lindo
Por causa do amor
Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, each one, she passes goes "ah!"
When she walks she's like a samba that swings
So cool and she's so gentle
And when she passes, each one, she passes goes "ah!"
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 a head not at me
Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, each one, I smile, but she doesn't see
She doesn't see
She just doesn't see
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