Olha que coisa mais linda
Mais cheia de gra?a
? ela menina
Que vem e que passa
Num doce balan?o, a caminho do mar

Mo?a do corpo dourado
Do sol de Ipanema
O seu balan?ado ? mais que um poema
? a coisa mais linda que eu j? vi passar

Ah, porque estou t?o sozinho
Ah, porque tudo ? t?o triste
Ah, a beleza que existe
A beleza que n?o ? s? minha
Que tamb?m passa sozinha

Ah se ela soubesse
Que quando ela passa
O mundo sorrindo
Se enche de gra?a
E fica mais lindo
Por causa de 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 her 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 sees her 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 him

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
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