Olha que coisa mais linda,         Look at this thing, most lovely  
mais cheia de graзa         most graceful  
Й ela menina         It's her, the girl  
que vem que passa         [bad word]  that passes  
Num doce balanзo         with a sweet swinging  
caminho do mar         walking to the sea  
   
Moзa do corpo dourado         Girl of the golden body  
do sol de Ipanema         from the sun of Ipanema  
O seu balanзado         Your swaying  
й mais que um poema         is more than a poem  
Й a coisa mais linda         It's a thing more beautiful  
que eu jб vi passar         than I have ever seen pass by  
   
Ah, porque estou tгo sozinho         Ah, why am I so alone  
Ah, porque tudo e tгo triste         Ah, why is everthing so sad  
Ah, a beleza que existe         The beauty that exists  
beleza que nгo й sу minha         The beauty that is not mine alone  
que tambйm 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 graзa         fills itself with grace  
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