Letra de The Girl From Ipanema - John Pizzarelli

Tall and tan and young and lovely,
The girl from Ipanema goes walking,
And when she passes
Each one she passes goes "a-a-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 "a-a-ah!"
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,
No she doesn't see
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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 � mais que um poema
� a coisa mais linda que eu j� vi passar
Ah, porque estou t�o sozinho
Ah, porque tudo � t�o triste
Ah, a beleza que existe
A beleza que n�o � s� minha
E tamb�m passa sozinha
Ah, se ela soubesse
Que quando ela passa
O mundo interinho se enche de gra�a
E fica mais lindo
Por causa do amor