Tall and tan and young
And lovely the girl from
Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes
Each one she passes
Goes "a-a-ah!"

When she walks she's like
samba that swings so cool
And sways so gentle
So when she passes
Each one she passes
Goes "a-a-ah!"

Oh, 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