T? fazendo um ano e meio, amor Que o nosso lar desmoronou Meu sabi?, meu viol?o E uma cruel desilus?o Foi tudo que ficou Ficou Pr? machucar meu cora??o [repeat] Quem sabe, n?o foi bem melhor assim Melhor pr? voc? e melhor pr? mim A vida ? uma escola Que a gente precisa aprender A ci?ncia de viver pr? n?o sofrer
Tall and tan and young and lovely The girl from Ipanema goes walking And when she passes, each one she passes goes - ahWhen she walks, she's like a samba That swings so cool and sways so gentle That when she passes, each one she passes goes - ooh(Ooh) But I watch her so sadly How can I tell her I love her Yes I would give my heart gladly But each day, when she walks to the sea She looks straight ahead, not at meTall, (and) tan, (and) young, (and) lovely The girl from Ipanema goes walking And when she passes, I smile - but she doesn't see (doesn't see) (She just doesn't see, she never sees me,...)