Olha que coisa mais linda, Look at this thing, most lovely

mais cheia de graa most graceful

ela menina It's her, the girl

que vem que passa that comes, that passes

Num doce balano with a sweet swinging

caminho do mar walking to the sea



Moa do corpo dourado Girl of the golden body

do sol de Ipanema from the sun of Ipanema

O seu balanado Your swaying

mais que um poema is more than a poem

a coisa mais linda It's a thing more beautiful

que eu j vi passar than I have ever seen pass by



Ah, porque estou to sozinho Ah, why am I so alone

Ah, porque tudo e to triste Ah, why is everthing so sad

Ah, a beleza que existe The beauty that exists

A beleza que no s minha The beauty that is not mine alone

que tambm passa sozinha that also passes by on its own



Ah, se ela soubesse Ah, if she only knew

que quando ela passa that when she passes

O mundo sorrindo the world smiles

se enche de graa fills itself with grace

E fica mais lindo and remains more beautiful

por causa do amor 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

she just doesn't see