Garota de Ipanema

Look at that most beautiful thing, so full of grace
She's the girl who comes and goes
In a sweet swing, on her way to the sea

Girl with a golden body, from the Ipanema sun
Her swaying is more than a poem
It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen pass by

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

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