Translation of lyrics from Portugese:
Look at this most lovely, most graceful thing
It's her - the girl passing by, walking to the sea, swaying sweetly
Girl whose body is golden from the Ipanema sun, your swaying is more than poetry, it's something more beautiful than I have ever seen before.
Ah, why am I so alone?
Ah, why is everything so sad?
Ah, the beauty which exists, but does not belong to me, and also passes by alone.
Ah, if only she knew that when she walks by the world smiles, fills with grace and becomes more beautiful through love.
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