Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from ipanema goes walking
And when she passae, each
One she passes goes "a-a-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 "a-a-ah!"
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 a head not at me
Tall and tan young and lovely, The girl
From ipanema goes walking, and when
She passes i smile but she doesn t see
She just doesn t see
No, she doesn t see
