Antonio Carlos Jobim › Lyrics › The Girl from Ipanema

Olha que coisa mais linda
Mais cheia de graca
E ela a menina que vem e que passa
Num doce balanco a caminho do mar
Moca do corpo dourado do sol de Ipanema
O seu balancado emais que um poema
Ea coisa mais linda que eu ja vi passar

Ah, por que estou tao sozinho?
Ah, por que 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 inteirinho 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 sways so gently
That when she passes
Each one she passes goes, "Ah"

Ooh, but he watches so sadly
How can he tell her he loves her
Yes, he would give his heart gladly
But each day when she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead not at him

Tall, and tan, and young, and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes
He smiles, but she doesn't see

Oh, but he sees her so sadly
How can he tell her he loves her
Yes, he would give his heart gladly
But each day, when she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead, not at him

Tall, and tan, and young, and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes
He smiles, but she doesn't see

She just doesn't see, no, she doesn't see
But she doesn't see, she doesn't see
No, she doesn't see