The Girl from Ipanema
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 doesn't see
She just doesn't see
She just doesn't see
She just doesn't
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
No she doesn't see
Ipanema