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Olha que coisa mais linda mais cheia,
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de graça é ela menina que vem,
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e que passa num doce balanço a caminho do mar.

 F
Moça do corpo dourado do sol
       G
de Ipanema, o seu balançado e mais
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que um poema, e a coisa mais linda que eu ja vi passar.

F#                      B7
Ah! Por que estou tao sozinho?
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Ah! Por que tudo e tao triste?  Ah! A beleza que existe.
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a beleza que nao e so minha, que tambem passa sozinha.

F
Ah! se ela soubesse que quando ela
 G
passa, o mundo sorrindo se enche
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de graca e fica mais lindo por causa do amor.

F
Tall and tan and young and lovely,
    G
the girl from Ipanema goes walking,
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and when she passes, each one she passes goes "ahh"!

  F
When she walks she's like a samba
      G
that swings so cool and sways so gentle,
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that when she passes, each one she passes goes "ahh" !

F#                     B7
Oh, but he watches  so sadly
F#m                    D7
How can he tell her he loves her?
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Yes, he would give his heart gladly,
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but each day when she walks to the sea,
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she looks straight ahead, not at he.

 F
Tall and tan and young and lovely,
    G
the girl from Ipanema goes walking,
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and when she passes, she smiles and just doesn't see.
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She just doesn't see,         she just doesn't see