The Girl From Ipanema (Garôta De Ipanema)
Tall and tan and young
And handsome, the boy... from Ipanema goes walking,
And... when he passes, each girl he passes goes... "a-a-h!"
When he walks he's like a samba
That swings so cool and sways so gentle,
And... when he passes, each girl he passes goes... "a-a-h!"
Oh, but I watch him so sadly.
How can I tell him I love him?
Yes, I would give my heart gladly,
But each day when he walks to the sea,
He looks straight ahead not at me.
Tall and tan and young
And handsome, the boy... from Ipanema goes walking,
And... when he passes I smile... but he doesn't see.
Ah, porque estou tão sozinho
Ah, porque tudo e tão triste
Ah, a beleza que existe
A beleza que ão é só minha
Que também passa sozinha
Tall and tan and young
And handsome, the boy... from Ipanema goes walking,
And... when he passes I smile... but he doesn't see
Doesn't see
He doesn't see
He doesn't see
He doesn't see.