The Girl From Ipanema

[ti:The Girl From Ipanema] [ar:Stan Getz] [al:The Best of Astrud Gilberto - ] [offset:0] The Girl From Ipanema - Stan Getz Olha que coisa mais linda Mais cheia de gra?a é ela a menina que vem e que passa Num doce balan?o a caminho do mar Mo?a do corpo dourado do sol de Ipanema O seu balan?ado é mais que um poema é a coisa mais linda que eu já vi passar Ah por que estou t?o sózinho? Ah por que tudo é t?o triste? Ah a beleza que existe A beleza que n?o 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 sways 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 Oh 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...