lunedì 30 maggio 2011

Tall and tan, and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes
Each one she passes goes, aah
When she walks, she's like a samba
That swings so cool and sways so gentle
That when she passes
Each one she passes goes, aah
Oh, but I watch her so sadly
How can I tell her I love her
Yeah, 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
And when she passes
Each one she passes goes, aah
Tall and tan, and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes
Each one she passes goes, aah
When she walks, she's like a samba
That swings so cool and sways so gentle
That when she passes
Each one she passes goes, aah
Oh, but I watch her so sadly
How can I tell her I love her
Yeah, I would give my heart gladly
But each day when she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead not at me
When she walks, she's like a samba

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