Paroles et traduction Andrea Bocelli - Chica De Ipanema

Chica De Ipanema

Mira, qué cosa más linda,
Graciosa y bonita es aquella muchacha,
Que viene paseando con su contoneo,
Camino del mar.
Chica de cuerpo bronceado
Del sol de Ipanema, de rostro agraciado,
Es como un poema
Y toda la gente la mira al pasar.
Ah! Qué suspiros provoca,
Ah, el rubí de su boca,
Ah, esa dulce sonrisa
Que es de diosa de rito ancestral,
Princesa del sol tropical.
Ah! Si ella supiera
Que el mundo a su paso sonríe y se alegra,
Y como hechizado bendigo el regalo
De tanto beldad, de tanta beldad.
Ah! Qué suspiros provoca,
Ah, el rubí de su boca,
Ah, esa dulce sonrisa
Que es de diosa de rito ancestral,
Princesa del sol tropical.
Ah! Si ella supiera
Que el mundo a su paso sonríe y se alegra,
Y como hechizado bendigo el regalo
De tanto beldad, de tanta beldad,
De tanta beldad.

The Girl from Ipanema

Look at, what a beautiful thing,
Gracious and pretty is that girl,
Who comes sauntering with her swaying walk,
On her way to the sea.
Girl with a suntanned body
From the sun of Ipanema, with a beautiful face,
She is like a poem
And all the people look at her as she passes by.
Ah! What sighs she provokes,
Ah, the ruby of her mouth,
Ah, that sweet smile
That is of a goddess of ancient rite,
Princess of the tropical sun.
Ah! If she knew
That the world smiles and rejoices in her presence,
And how I am enchanted and bless the gift
Of such beauty, of such beauty.
Ah! What sighs she provokes,
Ah, the ruby of her mouth,
Ah, that sweet smile
That is of a goddess of ancient rite,
Princess of the tropical sun.
Ah! If she knew
That the world smiles and rejoices in her presence,
And how I am enchanted and bless the gift
Of such beauty, of such beauty,
Of such beauty.