Tall and tan and young and handsome Tall and tan and young and handsome Alto, bronzeado, jovem e bonito The boy from Ipanema goes walking The boy from Ipanema goes walking O garoto de Ipanema vai andando And when he passes, each girl he passes goes ahah And when he passes, each girl he passes goes ahah E quando ele passa, toda garota que passa faz ah... When he walks, he's like a samba When he walks, he's like a samba Quando ele anda é como samba He swings so cool and sways so gently He swings so cool and sways so gently Seus movimentos são tão legais e suaves That when he passes, each girl he passes goes ahah That when he passes, each girl he passes goes ahah Que quando ele passa, toda garota que passa faz ah... Oh, but I watch him so sadly Oh, but I watch him so sadly Ah, mas eu olho para ele tão triste How can I tell him I love him How can I tell him I love him Como posso dizer a ele que o amo? Yes, I would give my heart gladly Yes, I would give my heart gladly Sim, eu daria meu coração com prazer But each day when he walks to the sea But each day when he walks to the sea Mas todo dia quando ele corre pro mar He looks straight ahead, not at me He looks straight ahead, not at me Olha sempre pra frente, não pra mim Tall and tan and young and handsome Tall and tan and young and handsome Alto, bronzeado, jovem e bonito The boy from Ipanema goes walking The boy from Ipanema goes walking O garoto de Ipanema vai andando And when he passes, I smile And when he passes, I smile E quando ele passa, eu sorrio But he doesn't see, no doesn't see But he doesn't see, no doesn't see Mas ele não vê, não, não vê Oh, but I watch him so sadly Oh, but I watch him so sadly Ah, mas eu olho para ele tão triste How can I tell him I love him How can I tell him I love him Como posso dizer a ele que o amo? Yes, I would give my heart gladly Yes, I would give my heart gladly Sim, eu daria meu coração com prazer But each day when he walks to the sea But each day when he walks to the sea Mas todo dia quando ele corre pro mar He looks straight ahead, not at me He looks straight ahead, not at me Olha sempre pra frente, não pra mim Tall and tan and young and handsome Tall and tan and young and handsome Alto, bronzeado, jovem e bonito The boy from Ipanema goes walking The boy from Ipanema goes walking O garoto de Ipanema vai andando And when he passes, I smile And when he passes, I smile E quando ele passa, eu sorrio But he doesn't see, no doesn't see But he doesn't see, no doesn't see Mas ele não vê, não, não vê.