The Girl from Ipanema
Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, each one she passes Goes "A-a-a-h"
When she walks she's like a samba
When she walks, she's like a samba
That swings so cool and sways so gentle
That when she passes, each one she passes
Goes "A-a-a-h" 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 as 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 No, she just doesn't
C'est le texte qui fut chantée lors de son lancement (à ce que j'ai lu sur le dos de mon disque)