The Girl From Ipanema

 

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...