The Girl-Yvonne Sanchez

The girl from ipanema - various artists Olha que coisa mais linda Mais cheia de graça É ela menina que vem e que passa Nun doce balanço, caminho do mar... Moça 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 sozinho Ah! porque 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, "aah" 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, "aah" 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 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 he Tall and tan and young and lonely The girl from ipanema goes walking And when she passes He smile but she doesn't see She just doesn't see and she doesn't see She doesn't see, she doesn't see No, she doesn't see