Look what a beautiful thing
More full of grace
She is a girl
Coming and passing
In a sweet swing
On the way to the sea< br/>Girl with a golden body
From the sun of Ipanema
Your swing is more than a poem
It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen pass
Ah, why am I so alone?
Ah, why is everything so sad?
Ah, the beauty that is
The beauty that is not only mine
That she also passes alone
Ah, if she only knew
That when she passes
The whole world is filled with grace
And it becomes more beautiful
Because of love
Tall and tan
and young and lovely
the girl from Ipanema
goes walking
and when she passes
each one she passes
goes ahhh
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 ahhh
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 tan
and young and lovely
the girl from Ipanema
goes walking
and when she passes
he smiles but she doesn't see
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 tan
and young and lovely
the girl from Ipanema
goes walking
and when she passes
he smiles but she doesn't see
she just doesn't see

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