The Girl From Ipanema - Michael Bolton (迈克尔.伯顿)

Tall and tan and young and lovely

The girl from Ipanema goes walking

And when she passes

Each one she passes goes

When she walks

She's like a samba that swing

So cool and sways so gentle

When she passes

Each one she passes goes

Ooh but I watch her so sadly

How can I tell her I love her

Yes I would give my heart gladly

But each day when 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

When she passes

Each smile she doesn't see

Ooh but I watch her so sadly

How can I tell her I love her

Yes I would give my heart gladly

But each day when 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

When she passes and smiles she doesn't see

Not she doesn't see

She doesn't see