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 graça 
É ela menina que vem e que passa 
nun doce balanço, caminho do mar...

Moça do corpo dourado, do sol de Ipanema
O seu balançado é mais que un poema
é a coisa mais linda
que eu já vi passar...

Oh, but I watch her so sadly..
Ah! Porque tudo é tão 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 and tan and young and 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 sees me
Por causa do amor..