Garota de Ipanema

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 é mais que um poema

É a coisa mais linda que eu já vi passar

Ah, por que estou tão sozinho?

Ah, por que tudo é tão triste?

Ah, a beleza que existe

A beleza que não é só minha

Que também passa sozinha

Ah, se ela soubesse

Que quando ela passa

O mundo sorrindo se enche de graça

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 gentle that

When she passes, each one she passes goes "Ahhh"

Oh he watchs 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

Oh he watchs 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