The Girl From Ipanema - Frank Sinatra
Tall and tanned and young and lovely
The girl from ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, each one she passes goes - ahhh!
When she walks, shes like a samba
That swings so cool and sways so gentle
That when she passes, each one she passes goes - oohh!
* Oh, 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 tanned and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, I smile - but she doesnt see
She just doesn't see,
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 mais que um poema
a coisa mais linda que eu já vi passar..
( * , ** )
Por causa do amor She just doesn't see,
Nem olha para mim She never sees me
Por causa do amor
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