Frank Sinatra - The Girl from Ipanema

Tall and tan and young and lovely, the girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she pases, each one she pases 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: 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 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
She just doesn't see,
She never sees me

Olha que coisa mais linda mais cheia de graa
Ela menina, que vern e que passa
Num doce balano a caminho do mar
Mosa do corpo dourado do sol de Ipanema
O seu balanado parece um poema
A coisa mais linda que eu ji vi passar

But i watch her so sadly
Yes i would give my heart gladly

But each when she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead, not at me

Tall, tan, young, lovely, the girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, I smile - but she doesn't see

Por causa do amor
She just doesn't see
Nem olha para mim
She never sees me
Por causa do amor