Frank Sinatra – Girl From Ipanema
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 – ooh
(Ooh) 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)
(She just doesn’t see, she never sees me,)
Olha que coisa mais linda mais cheia de graIa
ela, menina, que vem e que passa
Num doce balanIo, a caminho do mar
MoIa do corpo dourado do sol de Ipanema
seu balanIado parece um poema
coisa mais linda que eu j vi passar
(Ooh) But I watch her so sadly
(Aah) Por que tudo e tIo 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 (doesn’t see)
(She just doesn’t see, she never sees me,)
Por causa do amor
She just doesn’t see
Nem olha para mim
She never sees me
Por causa do amor