The Girl From Ipanema - Frank Sinatra, Antonio Carlos Jobim

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, she's like a samba

That swings so cool and sways so gentle

That when she passes, each one she passes goes

"U-u-uh!"

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

Doesn't see…

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 parece um poema

E a coisa mais linda que

Eu ja vi passar…

Oh, but I watch her so sadly

Ah, porque tudo e tao 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…