Paroles et traduction Bossacucanova - Garota de Ipanema (feat. Ed Motta, Roberto Menescal) [Live]

Garota de Ipanema (feat. Ed Motta, Roberto Menescal) [Live]

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, por que estou tão sozinho?
Ah, por que 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 do amor

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 doesn't see
She doesn't see, she doesn't see
She doesn't see, she doesn't see
She doesn't see, she doesn't see

She doesn't see, she doesn't see
She doesn't see, she doesn't see
She doesn't see, she doesn't see
She doesn't see, baby (she doesn't see)

She doesn't see, she doesn't see
She doesn't see, she doesn't see
She doesn't see, she doesn't see
She doesn't see, she doesn't see
She doesn't see...

She doesn't see

She doesn't see, hey
She doesn't see

Ed Motta, Roberto Menescal

The Girl from Ipanema (feat. Ed Motta, Roberto Menescal) [Live]

Look how beautiful
Full of grace
She's the girl who comes and goes
With a sweet sway on the way to the sea

Girl with a golden body
From the sun of Ipanema
Her sway is more than a poem
It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen

Ah, why am I so lonely?
Ah, why is everything so sad?
Ah, the beauty that exists
The beauty that isn't just mine
That also passes alone

Ah, if she only knew
That when she passes by
The world smiling fills with grace
And becomes more beautiful because of love

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 doesn't see
She doesn't see, she doesn't see
She doesn't see, she doesn't see
She doesn't see, she doesn't see

She doesn't see, she doesn't see
She doesn't see, she doesn't see
She doesn't see, she doesn't see
She doesn't see, baby (she doesn't see)

She doesn't see, she doesn't see
She doesn't see, she doesn't see
She doesn't see, she doesn't see
She doesn't see, she doesn't see
She doesn't see...

She doesn't see

She doesn't see, hey
She doesn't see

Ed Motta, Roberto Menescal