Look, what a beautiful thing
So graceful
She is the girl
That comes and goes by
In her sweet swing heading to the sea
Girl of the golden brown tan
From the Ipanema sun
Her swing is more than a poem
She is the most beautiful thing that I've ever seen going by
Ah, why am I so alone?
Ah, why is everything so sad?
Ah, the beauty that exists
The beauty that is not only mine
That also goes by alone
Ah, if she knew
That when she goes by
The whole world fills with joy
And it becomes more beautiful
Because of love