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...
( the girl from Ipanema) Vinícius de Moraes & Norman Gimbel
