Letra de The Girl From Ipanema (1964/Live At Carnegie Hall/Edit) - Stan Getz
Letra de canci�n de The Girl From Ipanema (1964/Live At Carnegie Hall/Edit) de Stan Getz lyrics
Olha que coisa mais linda
Mais cheia de gra�a
� ela a menina que vem e que passa
num doce balan�o a caminho do mar
Mo�a do corpo dourado do sol de Ipanema
O seu balan�ado � mais que um poema
� a coisa mais linda que eu j� vi passar
Ah, por que estou t�o s�zinho?
Ah, por que tudo � t�o triste?
Ah, a beleza que existe
A beleza que n�o � s� minha
Que tamb�m passa sozinha
Ah, se ela soubesse
Que quando ela passa
O mundo sorrindo se enche de gra�a
E fica mais lindo por causa do amor
Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
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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 "ah!"
Oh, but he watches her 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 him
Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes he smiles
but she doesn't see
Mais cheia de gra�a
� ela a menina que vem e que passa
num doce balan�o a caminho do mar
Mo�a do corpo dourado do sol de Ipanema
O seu balan�ado � mais que um poema
� a coisa mais linda que eu j� vi passar
Ah, por que estou t�o s�zinho?
Ah, por que tudo � t�o triste?
Ah, a beleza que existe
A beleza que n�o � s� minha
Que tamb�m passa sozinha
Ah, se ela soubesse
Que quando ela passa
O mundo sorrindo se enche de gra�a
E fica mais lindo por causa do amor
Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/the-girl-from-ipanema--1964-live-at-carnegie-hall-edit--stan-getz.php
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 "ah!"
Oh, but he watches her 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 him
Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes he smiles
but she doesn't see