The Girl From Ipanema - Single Version

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 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
 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 watch 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
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 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