Garota de Ipanema - Ao Vivo

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 é mais que um poema
 É a coisa mais linda que eu já vi passar
 Ah, por que estou tão sozinho?
 Ah, por que tudo é tão triste?
 Ah, a beleza que existe
 A beleza que não é só minha
 Que também passa sozinha
 Ah, se ela soubesse
 Que quando ela passa
 O mundo sorrindo se enche de graça
 E fica mais lindo por causa do amor
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 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 doesn't see
 She doesn't see, she doesn't see
 She doesn't see, she doesn't see
 She doesn't see, she doesn't see
 She doesn't see, she doesn't see
 She doesn't see, she doesn't see
 She doesn't see, she doesn't see
 She doesn't see, baby (she doesn't see)
 She doesn't see, she doesn't see
 She doesn't see, she doesn't see
 She doesn't see, she doesn't see
 She doesn't see, she doesn't see
 She doesn't see...
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 She doesn't see
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 She doesn't see, hey
 She doesn't see
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 Ed Motta, Roberto Menescal