Written By: Antonio Carlos Jobim
Written By: Gene Lees
Written By: Vincent DeMoraes
Arranged By: Claus Ogerman
With Antonio Carlos Jobim
From the Album: My Way
Label: Reprise Records
Recorded: January 31, 1967
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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 - ooh
(Ooh) 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) tan, (and) young,
(and) lovely, the girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, I smile -
but she doesn't see (doesn't see)
(She just doesn't see, she never
sees me,...)
Olha que coisa mais linda mais
cheia de graa
ela, menina, que vem e que
passa
Num doce balano, caminho do mar
Moa do corpo dourado do sol de
Ipanema
O seu balanado parece um poema
coisa mais linda que eu j vi passar
(Ooh) But I watch her so sadly
(Aah) Por que tudo eh tao
triste?
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) tan, (and) young,
(and) lovely, the girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, I smile -
but she doesn't see (doesn't see)
(She just doesn't see, she never
sees me,...)
Por causa do amor...
She just doesn't see...
Nem olha para mim...
She never sees me...
Por causa do amor...