But each day when she walks through the sea
She looks straight ahead, not at me
Tall and tan and young and lovely
A girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes each one, she passes gold
And when she walks,
she's like a samba,
it swings so cool and sways so gently
And when she passes each one, she passes gold
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 through the sea
She looks straight ahead,
not at me Tall and tan and young and lovely
A girl from Ipanema goes walking And when she passes,
I smile,
but she doesn't see
Oh,
but I watch her so sadly
Yes,
I would give my heart gladly
But each day when she walks through the sea
She looks straight ahead,
not at me Tall and tan and young and lovely
A girl from Ipanema goes walking And when she passes,
I smile,
but she doesn't see
She doesn't see No,
she doesn't see