Garota de Ipanema - Ituana

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 sway so gently

That when she passes each one she passes goes 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 smiles

But she doesn't see

No she doesn't see

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

No she doesn't see

She doesn't see

She doesn't see

She doesn't see