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, "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 (but each day)
As she walks to the sea (as 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
Oh, but I watch her so sadly
How can I tell her I love her?
Yes! I will give my heart gladly
But each day (oh, each day) as she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead
Not at me (she is not looking at me, no)
Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
When she passes, I smile
But she doesn't see (smile, though eye is aching)
And when she passes, I smile
But she doesn't see (smile, even though it's aching)
She doesn't see
She doesn't see (smile)
