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A Cinema In Buenos aires, 26 July 1952

[Julieta:] Carlos.
[Carlos:] Julieta, mi querida Julieta.
[Julieta:] Carlos, no tendrias que haber venido.
[Carlos:] Julieta, ni un millar de soldados me puede detener.
[Julieta:] Pero es peligroso, mi padre te arrestara.
[Carlos:] Tenia que venir.
[Julieta:] ?Carlos!
[Carlos:] Hasta este momento, mis labios no han osado murmurar la palabra amor.
[Julieta:] Carlos.
[Carlos:] Y mucho mas que eso, mi ser todo vibra de deseo.
?Que fue eso? Algo se movio en el balcon de tu
padre. Si fuera ese truhan de Rodolfo, juro que mi espada no
permanecera en su vaina.
[Julieta:] ?Carlos, ten cuidado! Te quiero, Carlos, te quiero.
[Suddenly the film grinds to a halt.]
[The people in the cinema begin to protest but are silenced by an announcement.]
[The Voice of the Secretary of the Press:]
It is my sad duty to inform you that Eva Peron, spiritual leader
of the nation, entered immortality at 8:25 this evening.

 

 

Requiem For evita
Requiem aeternum dona Evita
Requiem aeternum dona Evita
Requiem Evita, Requiem Evita
Evita, Evita, Evita, Evita
Grant eternal rest to Evita
Grant eternal rest to Evita
Rest to Evita, Rest to Evita
Evita, Evita, Evita, Evita

Requiem aeternum dona Evita
Requiem aeternum dona Evita
Requiem Evita, Requiem Evita
Evita, Evita, Evita, Evita

 

 

Oh what A Circus
Oh what a circus
Oh what a show
Argentina has gone to town
Over the death of an
Actress called Eva Peron
We've all gone crazy
Mourning all day and
Mourning all night
Falling over ourselves to
All of the misery right

Oh what an exit
That's how to go
When they're ringing
Your curtain down
Demand to be buried
Like Eva Peron
It's quite a sunset
And good for the country
In a roundabout way
We've made the front page of
All the world's papers today

But who is this Santa Evita?
Why all this howling
Hysterical sorrow?
What kind of goddess
Has lived among us?
How will we ever get by without her?

She had her moments
She had some style
The best show in town
Was the crowd
Outside the Casa Rosada crying
"Eva Peron"
But that's all gone now
As soon as the smoke from the funeral clears
We're all gonna see and how
She did nothing for years

You let down your people Evita
You were supposed to have been immortal
That's all they wanted
Not much to ask for
But in the end you
Could not deliver

Sing you fools
But you got it wrong
Enjoy your prayers because
You haven't got long
Your queen is dead
Your king is through
And she's not coming back to you

Show business kept us all alive
Since seventeen october 1945
But the star has gone
The glamour's worn thin
That's a pretty bad state
For a state to be in

Instead of government
We had a stage
Instead of ideas
A prima donna's rage
Instead of help we were
Given a crowd
She didn't say much
But she said it loud

Don't cry for me Argentina
For I am ordinary
Unimportant
And undeserving of such attention
Unless we all are
I think we all are
So share my glory
So share my coffin
So share my glory
So share my coffin

It's our funeral too

 

 

Buenos Aires
What's new Buenos Aires?
I'm new
I wanna say
I'm just a little stuck on you
You'll be on me too

I get out here
Buenos Aires
Stand back
You oughta know
Whatcha gonna get in me
Just a little touch of star quality

Fill me up with your heat
With your noise
With your dirt
Overdo me
Let me dance to your beat
Make it loud
Let it hurt
Run it through me
Don't hold back
You are certain to impress
Tell the driver this is where I'm staying

Hello, Buenos Aires
Get this, just look at me dressed up
Somewhere to go
We'll put on a show

Take me in at your flood
Give me speed
Give me lights
Set me humming
Shoot me up with your
Blood wine me up
With your nights
Watch me coming
All I want is a whole
Lot of excess
Tell the singer
This is where I'm playing

Stand back, Buenos Aires
Because you oughta know
Whatcha gonna get in me
Just a little touch of star quality

And if ever I go too far
It's because of the things you are
Beautiful town
I love you
And if I need a moment's rest
Give your lover the very best
Real eiderdown and silence.

You're a tramp
You're a treat
You will shine to the death
You are shoddy
But you're flesh
You are meat
You shall have every
Breath in my body
Put me down for
A lifetime of success
Give me credit
I'll find ways of paying

Rio de la Plata
Florida, Corrientes, Nueve de Julio
All I want to know

Stand back, Buenos Aires
Because you oughta know
Whatcha gonna get in me
Just a little touch of
Just a little touch of
Just a little touch of star quality

 

 

Another Suitcase In another Hall
I don't expect my love affairs
To last for long
Never fool myself
That my dreams will come true
Being used to trouble
I anticipate it
But all the same I hate it
Wouldn't you?

So what happens now?
Another suitcase in another hall
So what happens now?
Take your picture off another wall
Where am I going to?
You'll get by
You always have before
Where am I going to?

Time and time again
I've said that I don't care
That I'm immune to gloom
That I'm hard through and through
But every time it matters
All my words desert me
So anyone can hurt me
And they do

Call in three months time
And I'll be fine
I know
Well maybe not that fine
But I'll survive anyhow
I won't recall the names and places
Of each sad occasion
But that's no consolation
Here and now

 

 

Good Night And Thank You
Goodnight and thank you Huevo
She is in every magazine
Been photographed
Seen
She is known
We don't like to rush
But your case has been packed
If she's missed anything
You could give her a ring
But she won't always answer the phone

Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies
But we have pretended enough
It's best that we both stop fooling ourselves

Which means .......

There is noone
Noone at all
Never has been
And never will be a lover
Male or female
Who hasn't an eye on
In fact they rely on
Tricks they can try on their partner
They're hoping their lover
Will help them or keep them
Support them, promote them
Don't blame them
You're the same

Goodnight and thank you Emilio
You've completed your task
What more can we ask of you now?
Please sign the book
On the way out the door
And that will be all
If she needs you she'll call
But I don't think
That's likely somehow

Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies
But when we were hot
We were hot
I know you'll look back
On the good times we've shared
Which means ......

There is no soap
No soap like Zaz
No detergent, lotion,
Or oil with such power
In the shower
It's the mother and father
Of luxury lather
The talk of the bath
The great ointment
One little frolic with new Zaz carbolic
You're scented
You'll be sent

Goodnight and thank you Senor Jabon
We are grateful you found her a spot
On the sound radio
We'll think of you every time
She's on the air
We'd love you to stay but
You'd be in the way
So do up your trousers and go

Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies
The decline into silence and doubt
Our passion was just too
intense to survive

Which means .....

This is a club
I should never have joined
Someone has made us look fools
Argentine men
Call the sexual shots
Someone has altered the rules

Fame on the wireless
As far as it goes
Is all very well
But every girl knows

She needs a man
She can monopolize
With fingers in dozens of different pies
Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies

 

 

I'd Be surprisingly Good For You
Colonel Peron
Eva Duarte

I've heard so much about you

I'm amazed
For I'm only an actress / A soldier
Nothing to shout about /One of the thousands
Only a girl on the air / Defending the country he loves

But when you act
The things you do affect us all

But when you act
You take us away from
The squalor of the real world
Are you here on your own?

Yes, oh yes

So am I
What a fortunate coincidence
Maybe you're my reward for my
Efforts here tonight

It seems crazy
But you must believe
There's nothing calculated
Nothing planned
Please forgive me
If I seem naive
I would never want to
force your hand
But please understand
I'd be good for you

I don't always rush in like this
Twenty seconds after saying hello
Telling strangers
I'm too good to miss
If I'm wrong
I hope you'll tell me so
But you really should know
I'd be good for you
I'd be surprisingly good for you

I won't go on if I'm
Boring you
But do you understand
My point of view?
Do you like what you hear
What you see
And would you be
Good for me too?

I'm not talking of a
Hurried night
A frantic tumble then
A shy goodbye
Creeping home before
It gets too light
That's not the reason that
I caught your eye
Which has to imply
I'd be good for you
I'd be surprisingly good for you

Please go on
You enthrall me
I can understand
You perfectly
And I like what I hear
What I see and knowing me
I would be good for you too

I'm not talking of a
Hurried night
A frantic tumble then a
Shy goodbye
Creeping home before
It gets too light
That's not the reason that
I caught your eye
Which has to imply
I'd be good for you
I'd be surprisingly good for you

 

 

Hello and Goodbye
Hello and goodbye
I just unemployed you
You can go back to school
You've had a good run
I'm sure he enjoyed you
Don't act sad or surprised
Let's be friends
Civilized

Come on little one
Don't sit there like a dummy
The day you knew would arrive is here
You'll survive
So move
Funny face

I like your conversation
You've a catchy turn of phrase
You're obviously going through
Some adolescent phase

So what happens now?
So what happens now?
Where am I going to?
You'll get by
You always have before
Where am I going to?
Don't ask anymore

 

 

Peron's Latest Flam
At the watering holes
Of the well to do
I detect a resistance to
Precisely
Our heroine's style
We're glad you noticed

The shooting sticks of the upper class
Give her an inch
Aren't supporting a single ass
That would rise for the girl
She'll take a mile

Such a shame she wandered
Into our enclosure
How unfortunate this person
Has forced us to be blunt
No we wouldn't mind
Seeing her at Harrod's
But behind the jewelry counter
Not in front

Could there be
In our fighting corps
A lack of enthusiasm for
Exactly
Peron's latest flame
You said it brother

Should you wish to
Cause great distress
In the tidiest officer's mess
Just mention her name

That isn't funny

Peron is a fool
Breaking every taboo
Installing a girl in the army H.Q
And she's an actress
The last straw
Her only good parts
Are between her thighs
She should stare at the ceiling
Not reach for the skies
Or she could be his last whore

The evidence suggests
She has other interests
If it's her who's using him
He's exceptionally dim
Bitch!!!!
Dangerous Jade

We have allowed ourselves to slip
We have completely lost our grip
We have declined to an all time low
Tarts have become the set to know

I am only a radio star
With just one weekly show
But speaking as one of the people
I want you to know
We are tired of the decline of Argentina
With no sign of a government able to
Give us the things we deserve

It's no crime for officers
To do as they please
As long as they're discreet and
Keep clear of disease
We ignore
We disregard
But once they allow
A bit on the side
To move to the center
Where she's not qualified
We are forced to mark his card

She should get into her head
She should not get out of bed
She should know that she's not paid
To be loud but to be laid
Slut!!!!!
Dangerous Jade

This has really been your year
Miss Duarte
Tell us where you go from here
Miss Duarte
Which are the roles that you yearn to play?
Whom did you sleep .......
Dine with yesterday?

Acting is limiting
The line's not mine
That's no help to the Argentine

Can we assume then that you'll quit?
Is this because of your involvement
With Colonel Peron?

She won't be kept happy
By her nights on the tiles
She says it's his body
But she's after his files
So get back on to the street

She should
Get into her head
She should
Not get out of bed
She should
know that she's not paid
To be loud but to be laid
The evidence suggests
She has other interests
If it's her who's using him
He's exceptionally dim

Things have reached
A pretty pass
When someone pretty
Lower class
Graceless and vulgar
Uninspired
Can be accepted and admired

 

 

A New Argentina
Dice are rolling
The knives are out
Would be presidents are all around
I don't say they mean harm
But they'd each give an arm
To see us six feet underground

It doesn't matter what
Those morons say
Our nation's leaders
Are a feeble crew
There's only twenty of them
Anyway
What is twenty
Next to millions who
Are looking to you?

All you have to do is
Sit and wait
Keeping out of
Everybody's way
We'll ..........
You'll be handed
Power on a plate
When the ones who
Matter have their say And with chaos installed
You can reluctantly
Agree to be called

There again we could be foolish
Not to quit while we're ahead
For distance lends enchantment
And that is why
All exiles are distinguished
More important
They're not dead
I could find job
Satisfaction in Paraguay

This is crazy defeatist talk
Why commit political suicide
There's no risk
There's no call for any action at all
When you have unions on your side

A new Argentina
The chains of the masses untied
A new Argentina
The voice of the people
Cannot be denied

There is only one man
Who can lead
Any workers' regime
He lives for your problems
He shares your ideals
And your dream
He supports you
For he loves you
Understands you
Is one of you
If not
How could he love me?

A new Argentina
The workers' battle song
A new Argentina
The voice of the people
Rings out loud and long

Now I am a worker
I've suffered the way that you do
I've been unemployed and
I've starved and I've hated it too
But I found my salvation in Peron
May the nation
Let him save them as
He saved me

A new Argentina
A new age about to begin
A new Argentina
We face the world together
And no dissent within

There again we could be foolish
Not to quit while we're ahead
I can see us many miles away
Inactive
Sipping cocktails
On a terrace
Taking breakfast in bed
Sleeping easy
Doing nothing
It's attractive

Don't think
I don't think like you
I often get
Those nightmares too
They always take some swallowing
Sometimes it's very difficult
To keep momentum
If it's you that you are following
Don't close doors
Keep an escape clause
Because we might lose the Big Apple

But would I have done what I did
If I hadn't thought
If I hadn't known
We would take the country

Peron has resigned from the army
And this we avow
The descamisados are those
He is marching with now
He supports you
For he loves you
Understands you
Is one of you
If not
How could he love me?

A new Argentina
The chains of the masses untied
A new Argentina
The voice of the people
Cannot be
And must not be denied

How annoying that
They have to fight
Elections for their cause
The inconvenience
Having to get a majority
If normal methods of persuasion fail
To win them applause
There are other ways
Of establishing authority

 

 

Don't Cry For Me Argentina
It won't be easy
You'll think it strange
When I try to explain
How I feel
That I still need your love
After all that I've done

You won't believe me
All you will see is a girl
You once knew
Although she's dressed
Up to the nines
At sixes and sevens
With you

I had to let it happen
I had to change
Couldn't stay all my life
Down at heel
Looking out of the window
Staying out of the sun

So I chose freedom
Running around
Trying everything new
But nothing impressed me at all
I never expected it to

Don't cry for me Argentina
The truth is I never left you
All through my wild days
My mad existence
I kept my promise
Don't keep your distance

And as for fortune
And as for fame
I never invited them in
Though it seemed to the world
They were all I desired

They are illusions
They are not the solutions
They promised to be
The answer was here
All the time
I love you and
Hope you love me

Have I said too much
There's nothing more
I can think of to say to you
But all you have to do is
Look at me to know
That every word is true

 

 

On The Balcony Of The Casa Rosada 2
Just listen to that
The voice of Argentina
We are adored
We are loved

Statesmanship is more than entertaining peasants

We shall see little man

Evita Peron...... La Santa Peronista ...
Evita Peron...... La Santa Peronista ...
Evita Peron...... La Santa Peronista ...
Evita Peron...... La Santa Peronista ...
Evita Peron...... La Santa Peronista ...

I am only a simple woman
Who lives to serve Peron
In his noble crusade
To rescue his people
I was once as you are now
And I promise you this
We will take the riches
From the obligarchs
Only for you
For all of you
And one day
You too will inherit these treasures
Descamisados
Mis companeros
When they fire those cannons
When the crowds sing of glory
It is not just for Peron
But for all of us
For all of us

Things have reached a pretty pass
When someone
Pretty lower class
Can be respected
And admired

But our privileged
Class is dead
Look who they are
Calling for now

 

 

High Flying, Adored
High flying
Adored
So young
The instant queen
A rich beautiful thing
Of all the talents
A cross between a fantasy
Of the bedroom and a saint
You were just a backstreet girl
Hustling and fighting
Scratching and biting

High flying
Adored
Did you believe in
Your wildest moments
All this would be yours
That you'd become
The lady of them all

Were there stars in your eyes
When you crawled in at night
From the bars
From the sidewalks
From the gutter theatrical
Don't look down
It's a long
Long way to fall

High flying
Adored
What happens now
Where do you go from here
For someone on top of the world
The view is not exactly clear
A shame you did it all at twentysix
There are no mysteries now
Nothing can thrill you
Noone fulfill you

High flying
Adored
I hope you come to terms with boredom
So famous so easily
So soon
It's not the wisest
Thing to be

You won't care
If they love you
It's been done before
You'll despair
If they hate you
You'll be drained
Of all energy
All the young
who've made it would agree

High flying
Adored
That's good to hear
But unimportant
My story's quite usual
Local girl makes good
Weds famous man
I was stuck in the right place at
The perfect time
Filled a gap
I was lucky
But one thing I'll say for me
Noone else can fill it like I can

 

 

Rainbow High
There again I've more to do
Than simply get the message through
I haven't started
Let's get this show
On the road
Let's make it obvious
Peron is off and rolling

Eyes... Hair...
Mouth... Figure...
Dress... Voice...
Style... Movement
Hands... Magic...
Rings... Glamour..
Face...Diamonds...
Excitement....Image...

I came from the people
They need to adore me
So Christian Dior me from
My head to my toes
I need to be dazzling
I want to be Rainbow High
They must have excitement
And so must I

Eyes... Hair..
Mouth... Figure..
Dress... Voice..
Style... Image..

I'm their product
It's vital you sell me
So Machiavell me
Make an Argentine Rose
I need to be thrilling
I want to be Rainbow High
They need their escape
And so do I

All my descamisados
Expect me to outshine the enemy
I won't disappoint them
I'm their savior
that's what they call me
So Lauren Bacall me
anything goes
To make me fantastic
I have to be Rainbow High
In magical colors

You're not decorating a girl
For a night on the town
And I'm not a second rate
Queen getting kicks with a crown

Next stop will be Europe
The Rainbow's gonna tour
Dressed up
Somewhere to go
We'll put on a show

Look out
Mighty Europe
Because you oughta know
Whatcha gonna get in me
Just a little touch of
Just a little touch of
Argentina's brand of star quality

 

 

The Actress Hasn't Learned The Lines
Thus all fairy stories end
Only an actress would pretend
Affairs of state are her latest play
Eight shows a week
Two matinees
My how the worm begins to turn
When will the chorus girl ever learn
My how the worm begins to turn
When will the chorus girl ever learn

The chorus girl hasn't learned
The lines you'd like to hear
She won't go scrambling over the backs
Of the poor to be accepted
By making donations just large
Enough to the correct charity
She won't be president of your
Wonderful societies of philanthropy
Even if you asked her to be
As you should have asked her to be

The actress hasn't learned
The lines you'd like to hear
She won't join your clubs
She won't dance in your halls
She won't help the hungry once
A month at your tombolas
She'll simply take control
As you disappear

Forgive my intrusion
But fine as those sentiments sound
Little has changed for us peasants down here
On the ground
I hate to sound childish
Ungrateful
I don't like to moan
But do you now represent anyone's
Cause but your own

Everything done will be
Justified by my foundation

 

 

Partido Feminista
Evita Peron.....Partido Feminista
Evita Peron.....Partido Feminista
Evita Peron...Partido Feminista

Peron is everything
He is the soul
The nerve
The hope and the reality
Of the Argentine people
We all know that there is
Only one man in our movement
With his own source of light
We all feed from his light
And that is Peron

And now she wants to be vice president

That was the over the top
Unacceptable suggestion
We didn't approve
But we couldn't prevent
The games of the wife
Of the president
But to give her
Pretensions encouragement
She's out of her depth
And out of the question

 

 

Waltz For Eva And Che
Tell me before
I waltz out of your life
Before turning my back
On the past
Forgive my
Impertinent behavior
But how long do you
Think this pantomime can last
Tell me before I ride
Off in the sunset
There's one thing
I never got clear
How can you claim
You're our savior
When those who oppose
You are stepped on
Or cut up
Or simply disappear

Tell me before you
Get onto your bus
Before joining
The forgotten brigade
How can one person like me
Say
Alter the time honored way
The game is played
Tell me before you get
Onto your high horse
Just what you expect me to do
I don't care what the bourgeoisie say
I'm not in business for them
But to give all my descamisados
A magical moment or two

There is evil
Ever around
Fundamental system of government
Quite incidental

So what are my chances
Of honest advances
I'd say low
Better to win by admitting my sin
Than to lose with a halo

Tell me before
I seek worthier pastures
And thereby restore self esteem
How can you be so short sighted
To look never further
Than this week or next week
To have no impossible dream

Allow me to help you
Slink off to the sidelines
And mark your adieu
With three cheers
But first tell me
Who'd be delighted
If I said I'd take on
The world's greatest problems
From war to pollution
No hope of solution
Even if I lived for one hundred years

So go
If you're able
To somewhere unstable
And stay there
Whip up your hate
In some tottering state
But not here
Dear
Is that clear
Dear?

Oh what I'd give for a hundred years
But the physical interferes
Every day more
O my Creator
What is the good
Of the strongest heart
In a body that's falling apart?
A serious flaw
I hope You know that

 

 

Your Little Body's Slowly Breaking Down
Your little body's
Slowly breaking down
You're losing speed
You're losing strength
Not style
That goes on flourishing forever
But your eyes
your smile
Do not have the sparkle
Of your fantastic past
If you climb
One more mountain it could be your last

I'm not that ill
Bad moments come but they go
Some days are fine
Some a little bit harder
But that doesn't mean
We should give up our dream
Have you ever
Seen me defeated
Don't you forget what
I've been through and yet
I'm still standing

Eva..... you are dying

So what happens now
Where am I going to

Don't ask anymore

 

 

You Must Love Me
Where do we go from here
This isn't where
We intended to be
We had it all
You believed in me
I believed in you

Certainties disappear
What do we do for
Our dream to survive
How do we keep
All our passions alive
As we used to do

Deep in my heart
I'm concealing
Things that I'm longing to say
Scared to confess
What I'm feeling
Frightened you'll slip away

You must love me
You must love me

Why are you at my side
How can I be
Any use to you now
Give me a chance
And I'll let you see how
Nothing has changed

You must love me
You must love me
You must love me

 

 

Eva's Final Braodcast
The actress hasn't learned
The lines you'd like to hear
She's sad for her country
Sad to be defeated
By her own weak body

EVITA!! EVITA!! EVITA!!! EVITA!! EVITA!!
EVITA!! EVITA!!! EVITA!!! EVITA!!! EVITA!!

I want to tell
The people of Argentina
I've decided I should decline
All the honors and titles you've
Pressed me to take
For I'm contented
Let me simply go on as the woman
Who brings her people
To the heart of Peron

Don't cry for me Argentina
The truth is I shall not leave you
Though make it get harder
For you to see me
I'm Argentina
And always will be

Have I said too much
There's nothing more
I can think of to say to you
But all you have to do is look
At me to know
That every word is true

 

 

Lament
The choice was mine
And mine completely
I could have any
Prize that I desired
I could burn with the
Splendor of the brightest fire
Or else
Or else I could choose time

Remember I was very young then
And a year was forever and a day
So what use could fifty, sixty, seventy be?
I saw the lights
And I was on my way

And how I lived
How they shone
But how soon the lights were gone

The choice was yours
And noone else's
You can cry for a
Body in despair
Hang your head because
She is no longer there
To shine to dazzle
Or betray
How she lived
How she shone
But how soon the lights were gone

Eyes
Hair
Face
Image
All must be preserved
Still life displayed forever
No less than she deserved

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