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lunes, 2 de junio de 2008

Alta, bronceada, joven y encantadora

Ahora que Brasil celebra los cincuenta años de la bossa nova, he aquí dos voces de privilegio, o el privilegio de gozar de dos voces, a vuestro gusto. Ambos contagian felicidad. Sinatra, además, se permite el lujo de fumar, un vicio elegante en su época. Entre amigos.




[jobim/gimbel/de moraes]

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, shes 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 me

Tall, (and) tan, (and) young, (and) lovely
The girl from ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, I smile - but she doesnt see (doesnt see)
(she just doesnt see, she never sees me,...)

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