Olha que coisa mais linda
Mais cheia de graça
É ela menina
Que vem e que passa
Num doce balanço
Caminho do mar
Moça do corpo dourado
Do sol de Ipanema
O seu balançado
é mais que um poema
É a coisa mais linda
Que eu já vi passar
Ahh, porque estou tão sozinho
Ahh, porque tudo e tão triste
Ahh, a beleza que existe
A beleza que não é só minha
Que também passa sozinha
Ahh, se ela soubesse
Que quando ela passa
O mundo inteirinho
Se enche de graça
E fica mais lindo
Por causa do amor
Tall and tan, young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes
Each one she passes goes " aah!"
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 " aah!"
Oh, but he watchs her so sadly
How can he tells 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, young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes
he smiles but she doesn't see
間奏
Oh, but he watch her so sadly
How can he tells 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, 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
Oh, she doesn't see
But she doesn't see
She doesn't see
Oh, she doesn't see
