Gregory Porter
The Girl From Ipanema
[Verse]
Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, each one she passes goes "Ah!"
When she walks she's like a samba
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 "Ah!"
Oh, but I watch her so sadly
How can I tell her I love her
Yes, I would give my heart gladly
But each day as she walks to the sea
Shе looks straight ahead, not at me
Tall and tan and young and lovely
Thе girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, I smile
But she doesn't see
When she passes, I smile
But she doesn't see
She doesn't see