The Girl From Ipanema

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Olha que coisa mais linda
mais cheia de graça
é ela menina que vem e que passa
num 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 gra?a
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 sway so gently
That when she passes each one she passes goes ah~"
Oh 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 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
She just doesn't see
No she doesn't see
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