Tall and tanned and young and lovely
The girl from ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, each one she passes goes - ahhh!
When she walks, shes like a samba
That swings so cool and sways so gentle
That when she passes, each one she passes goes - oohh!
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 tanned and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, I smile - but she doesnt see
She just doesn't see, no, she just doesn't see
Olha, que coisa mais linda, Mais cheia de graça,
É ela, menina, que vem e que passa
Num doce balanço, a caminho do mar
Moça do corpo dourado, do sol de ipanema,
O seu balançado mais que um poema
a coisa mais linda que eu já vi passar
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 tanned and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, I smile - but she doesnt see
She just doesn't see, no, she just doesn't see