イパネマの娘

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