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 

gently 

That when she passes, each one she passes goes - aah

Ooh But I watch her so sadly, How can I tell her who loves her, 

Yes it would give his heart gladly, 

Tall, and tan, and young, and lovely, the girl from Ipanema goes walking 

And when she passes, he smiles - but she doesn't see 

(Ooh) But I watch her so sadly, how can 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, she doesn't see)