Frank Sinatra, Antônio Carlos Jobim - The 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 "aah" 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 Olha, que coisa mais linda, mais cheia de graça É ela a menina que vem e que passa Num doce balanço a caminho do mar Moça do corpo dourado do sol de Ipanema O seu balançado parece um poema É a coisa mais linda que eu já vi passar Ooh, but I watch her so sadly Aah, porque tudo é tão 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 Por causa do amor She just doesn't see Nem olha pra mim She never sees me Por causa do amor