Tall an' tan an' young an' handsome The boy from Ipanema goes walking And when he passes, each one he passes goes, ah When he walks, he's like a samba That swings so cool and sways so gentle That when he passes, each one he passes goes, ah Ooh, but I watch his so sadly How can I tell him, I love him Yes, I would give my heart gladly But each day when he walks to the sea He looks straight ahead not at me Tall an' tan an' young an' handsome The boy from Ipanema goes walking And when he passes, I smile but he doesn't see ...