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 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 gently That when she passes Each one she passes Goes: Ah Oh, 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 he 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 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 he 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
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
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 gently
That when she passes
Each one she passes
Goes: Ah
Oh, 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 he
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 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 he
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