Girl from Ipanema Songtext

von Stan Getz & Astrud Gilberto

Olha que coisa
Mais linda
Mais cheia de graça
É ela menina
Que vem e que passa
N'um dôca balanco
Caminho do mar

Môça do corpo dourado
Do sol de Ipanema
O seu balançado
É mais que un poema
É a coisa mais linda
Que eu já vi passar

Ah! porque estou tão sòzinho
Ah! porque tudo é tão triste
Ah! a beleza que existe
A beleza que não é só minha
Que também passa sòzinho

Ah! se ela soubesse
Que quando ela passa
O mundo sorrindo
Se anche de graça
E fica mais linda
Por causa do amôr

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 - ah

(Ooh) 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

(Ooh) But he see 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
She just doesn't see
She doesn't see