The Girl From Ipanema - Frank Sinatra (弗兰克·辛纳屈)

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

olha que coisa mais linda mais cheia de grasa

é ela menina que vem e que passa

num doce balance o a caminho do mar...

mosa do corpo dourado do sol de ipanema

o seu balancado é mais que um poema

é a coisa mais linda que eu já vi passar...

ooh but i watch her so sadly

ahh porque tudo é turo triste

yes i would give my heart gladly

but each day, when she walks to the sea

she looks straight ahead, not at me

tall, tan, young, lovely

the girl from ipanema goes walking

and when she passes, i smile

but she doesn't see

por causa do amor

she just doesn't see

nem olha para mim

she never seem me

por causa do amor...