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 she's so gentle
And 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 when she walks to the sea
She looks straight a head not at me
Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, each one, I smile, but she doesn't see
She doesn't see
She just doesn't see
