Frank Sinatra

(Sinatra:)
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 sways so gentle
That when she passes, each one she passes goes - ooh
(Ooh) 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 (doesn't see)
(Tom Jobim:)
Olha que coisa mais linda mais cheia de gra?a
? ela menina que vem e que passa
Num doce balan?o a caminho do mar...
Mo?a do corpo dourado do sol de Ipanema
O seu balan?ado parece um poema