Tall and tanned
and young and lovely
The girl from
Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes each one
she passes goes "Aaah.."
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 "Aaah.."
Oh, but he watches 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 tanned
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 tanned
and young and lovely
The girl from
Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes he smiles
but she doesn't see
No she doesn't see
But she doesn't see
She doesn't see
No she doesn't see