Olha que coisa mais linda Mais cheia de graça É ela a menina que vem e que passa Num doce balanço a caminho do mar Moça do corpo dourado do céu de Ipanema O seu balançado é mais que um poema É a coisa mais linda que eu já vi passar Ah, but I watch him so sadly How can I tell him I love him Yes, I would give my heart gladly But each day when he walks to the sea He looks straight ahead not at me Ah, se ela soubesse Que, quando ela passa O mundo inteirinho se enche de graça E fica mais lindo, but she doesn't see But she doesn't see Ah, but I watch him so sadly How can I tell him I love him Yes, I would give my heart gladly But each day when he walks to the sea He looks straight ahead not at me Ah, se ela soubesse Que, quando ela passa O mundo inteirinho se enche de graça E fica mais lindo, but she doesn't see But she doesn't see But she doesn't see He doesn't see But she doesn't see He doesn't see But she doesn't see But she doesn't see No She doesn't see . . .