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She's like a samba

Chanson : The Girl From Ipanema, Stan Getz, João Gilberto, Astrud Gilberto




Paroles


Olha que coisa mais linda Mais cheia de graça É ela menina Que vem e que passa Num doce balanço, a caminho do mar


Moça do corpo dourado Do sol de Ipanema O seu balançado é mais que um poema É a coisa mais linda que eu já vi passar


Ah, porque estou tão sozinho Ah, porque tudo é tão triste Ah, a beleza que existe A beleza que não é só minha Que também passa sozinha

Ah se ela soubesse Que quando ela passa O mundo sorrindo Se enche de graça E fica mais lindo Por causa de amor


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 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 he


Tall, and tan, and young, and lovely The girl from Ipanema goes walking And when she passes, he smiles But she doesn't see


Oh, but he sees 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

She just doesn't see No, she doesn't see But she doesn't see She doesn't see No, she doesn't see

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