A Cinema In Buenos Aires, 26 July 1952

Escrita por Tim Rice

Carlos.
Julieta, mi querida Julieta.
Carlos, no tendrías que haber venido.
Julieta, ni un millar de soldados me puede detener.
Pero es peligroso, mi padre te arrestará.
Tenía que venir.
Carlos!
Hasta este momento, mis labios no han osado murmurar
la palabra amor.
Carlos.
Y mucho más que eso, mi ser todo vibra de deseo.
Qué fue eso? Algo se movió en el balcón de tu
padre. Si fuera ese truhán de Rodolfo, juro que mi espada no
permanecerá en su vaina.
¡Carlos, ten cuidado! Te quiero, Carlos, te quiero.

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

Escrita por Tim Rice

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

Escrita por Tim Rice

(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 get 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 todayBut 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 herShe 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 going to see and how she did nothing for yearsSalve regina mater misericordiae
Vita dulcedo et spes nostra
Salve salve regina
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes
O clemens o piaYou 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 deliverSing you fools but you got it wrong
Enjoy your prayers because you haven't got long
Your queen is dead your king is through
She's not coming back to youShow business kept us all alive
Since 17 October 1945
But the star has gone the glamour's worn thin
That's a pretty bad state for a state to be inInstead 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 loudSing you fools but you got it wrong
Enjoy your prayers because you haven't got long
Your queen is dead your king is through
She's not coming back to youSalve regina mater misericordiae
Vita dulcedo et spes nostra
Salve salve regina Peron
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes
O clemens o piaDon'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 coffinIt's our funeral too


On This Night Of A Thousand Stars

Escrita por Tim Rice

Now Eva Peron had every disadvantage you need if you're gonna succeed
No money, no cash, no father, no bright lights
There was nowhere she'd been at the age of fifteen
As this tango singer found out
Agustin Magaldi who has the distinction of being
the first man to be of use to Eva Duarte. On this night of a thousand stars
Let me take you to heaven's door
Where the music of love's guitars
Plays for evermoreIn the glow of those twinkling lights
We shall love through eternity
On this night in a million nights
Fly away with meI never dreamed that a kiss could be as sweet as this
Now I know that it can
I used to wander alone without a love of my own
I was a desperate man
But all my grief disappeared and all the sorrow I feared
Wasn't there anymore
On that magical day when you first came my way
Mi AmorOn this night
On this night
On this night of a thousand stars
Let me take you to heaven's door
Where the music of love's guitars
Plays for evermore



Eva And Magaldi/Eva Beware Of The City

Escrita por Tim Rice

To think that a man as famous as you are, could love a poor little nothing like me
I wanna be a part of B.A. -Buenos Aires- Big Apple She wants to be a part of B.A. -Buenos Aires- Big AppleJust listen to that, they're onto you Magaldi,
I'd get out while you canIt's happened at last, I'm starting to get started,
I'm moving out with my manNow Eva don't get carried awayMonotony past, suburbia departed, who could ever be fond of the back of beyondDon't hear words that I didn't sayWhat's that? You'd desert the girl you love?The girl I love?
What are you talking about?She really brightened up your out of town engagement
She gave you all she had she wasn't in your contract
You must be quite relieved that no-one's told the papers
-so far!I wanna be a part of B.A. -Buenos Aires- Big AppleWould I have done what I did if I hadn't thought,
if I hadn't known, we would stay together?Seems to me there's no point in resisting.
She's made up her mind you've no choice.
Why don't you be the man who discovered her?
You'll never be remembered for your voice.The city can be paradise for those who have the cash,
the class and the connections what you need to make a splash.
The likes of you get swept up in the morning with the trash,
if you were rich or middle classScrew the middle classes! I will never accept them!
My father's other family were middle class and we were kept out of
Sight, hidden from view, at his funeral!Do all your one night stands give you this trouble?Eva beware of the city
It's hungry and cold, can't be controlled, it is mad
Those who are fools are swallowed up whole
And those who are not become
What they should not become
Changed in short they go badBad is good for me, I'm bored, so clean and so ignored
I've only been predictable, respectable!
Birds fly out of here so why oh why oh why the hell can't I
I only want variety of society!
I wanna be a part of B.A. -Buenos Aires- Big Apple!She wants to be a part of B.A. -Buenos Aires- Big Apple!Five years from now I shall come back
And finally say, you have your way, come to town
But you'll look at me with a foreigner's eyes
The magical city, a younger girl's city, a fantasy long since put downAll you've done to me was that a young girl's fantasy?
I played your city games alright didn't I?
I already know what cooks, how the dirty city feels and looks
I tasted it last night didn't I?
I'm gonna be a part of B.A. -Buenos Aires- Big Apple!She's gonna to be a part of B.A. -Buenos Aires- Big Apple!Eva beware your ambition
It's hungry and cold, can't be controlled, will run wild
This in a man is danger enough
But you are a woman, not even a woman,
not very much more than a child and whatever you say
I'll not steal you away!


Buenos Aires

Escrita por Tim Rice

What's new Buenos Aires?
I'm new!
I want to say I'm just a little stuck on you
You'll be on me too! I get out here Buenos Aires
Stand back
You ought to 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 stayingHello 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 playingStand back Buenos Aires!
Because you ought to 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 silenceYou'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 payingRio 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

Escrita por Tim Rice

(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 doSo 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 go?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 nowSo 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?Don't ask anymore


Good Night And Thank you

Escrita por Tim Rice

Goodnight and thank you whoever
She's 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 stop fooling ourselvesWhich meansThere is no-one, no-one 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 sameGoodnight and thank you Emilio
You've completed your task, what more can we ask of you now?
Please sign the book on your way out the door
That will be all
If she needs you she'll call
But I don't think that's likely somehowOh 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 sharedWhich meansThere is no-one, no-one 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 her
You're the sameThere is no soap, no soap like Zazz
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 Zazz kabbalic
Your scented
You'll be sent
Goodnight and thank you Senor Gabor
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 goOh but it's sad when a love affair dies
The decline into silence and doubt
Our passion was just too intense to surviveWhich meansThis is a club I should never have joined
Someone has made us look fools
Argentine men call the sexual shots
Someone has altered the rulesFame on the wireless as far as it goes
Is all very well, but every girl knowsShe needs a man she can monopolize
With fingers in dozens of different piesOh but it's sad when a love affair dies



The Lady's Got Potential

Escrita por Tim Rice

In June of 43 there was a military coup
Behind it was a gang called the G.O.U.
Who did not feel the need to be elected They had themselves a party at the point of a gun
They were slightly to the right of Attila the Hun
A bomb or two and very few objectedJust one shell and governments fall like flies
Ka-pow, Die
They stubble and fall
Bye bye
Backs to the wall
Aim high
We're having a ball
The tank and bullet ruled as democracy diesThe lady's got potential
She was setting her sights
Of making it in movies
With her name in lights
The greatest social climber
Since CinderellaOkay she couldn't act
But she had the right friends
And we all know a career depends
On knowing the right fella to be stellarJust one shell and governments lose their nerve
Ka-pow, Die
They stumble and fall
Bye, bye
Backs to the wall
Aim high
We're having a ball
That's how we get the government we deserveNow the man behind the president
Calling the shots
Involved so discreetly in a lot of their plots
was Colonel Juan Peron would-be dictatorHe began in the army out in Italy so
Saw Mussolini's rise from the very front row
I reckon he'd do likewise sooner or laterJust one blast and the tear gas falls like rain
Ka-pow, Die
They haven't a chance
Bye bye
The terrorists advance
But one guy doesn't dirty his hands
Peron was biding time out in the slow lane.Suddenly a earthquake hit the town of San Juan
Ka-pow, Die
They stubble and fall
Bye bye
Keep away from the wall
But one guy
Was having a ball
The tragedy a golden chance for PeronHe organized a concert with incredible flair
He named off all the victims such a grand affair
Politicians, actors, stars of every flavorIt was January 22, 1944
A night to remember yeah that's for sure
For that's the night that Peron first met Eva
For that's the night that Peron first met Eva.


Charity Concert/The Art Of The Possible

Escrita por Tim Rice

On this night
On this night
On this night of a thousand stars
Let me take you to heaven's door
Where the music of love's guitars
Plays for evermore! Magaldi?Eva Duarte?You're act hasn't changed much.Neither has yours.I stand here as a servant of the people.
As we come together for a marvelous cause
You've shown by your presence, your deeds, and applause
What the people can do true power is your's not the government
unless it represents the peopleJuan always picks the easy fight
Juan praises fools
Juan smothers light
Juan shifts from left to right
Politics the art of the possible



I'd Be Surprisingly Good For You

Escrita por Tim Rice

Colonel Peron Eva DuarteI'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 edge -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 youPlease 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 tooI'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 Good-bye

Escrita por Tim Rice

Hello and goodbye I've just unemployed youYou can go back to school
You 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
Your obviously going through some adolescent phaseSo what happens now
So what happens now
Where am I going to
You'll get by you always have before
Where am I going toDon't ask anymore




Peron's Latest Flame

Escrita por Tim Rice

(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 frontCould 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 the 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 knowI'm 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 be on our guard
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 lines not mine
That's no help to the ArgentineCan we assume then that you'll quit?
Is this because of your involvement with Colonel Peron?Goodnight and thank youShe 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 onto 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 dimThings have reached a pretty pass
When someone pretty lower class
Graceless and vulgar, uninspired
Can be accepted and admired


A New Argentina

Escrita por Tim Rice

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 under ground 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 calledThere 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 ParaguayThis 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 sideA 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 dreams
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 meA new Argentina!
A new age about to begin!
A new Argentina!
We face the world together and no dissent withinThere again we could be foolish
Not to quit while were 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 authorityA new Argentina!
The chains of the masses untied!
A new Argentina!
The voice of the people cannot be, and will not be, and must not be, denied!




On The Balcony Of The Casa Rosada 1

Escrita por Tim Rice

People of Argentina! Your newly elected President Juan Peron! Argentinos! Argentinos! We are all workers now!
Fighting against our common enemies
Poverty, social injustice, foreign domination of our industries!
Reaching for our common goals
Our independence, our dignity, our pride!
Let the world know that our great nation is awakening
and that its heart beats in the humble bodies of Juan Peron
And his wife, the first lady of Argentina,
Eva Duarte de Peron!



Don´t Cry For Me Argentina

Escrita por Tim Rice

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 toDon'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 distanceAnd 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're not the solutions they promised to be
The answer was here all the time
I love you and hope you love meDon't cry for me ArgentinaDon'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 distanceHave 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!Just listen to that! The voice of Argentina!
We are adored! We are loved!
Statesmanship is more than entertaining peasants
We shall see little manEvita Peron! La Santa Peronista!
Evita Peron! La Santa Peronista!


On The Balcony Of The Casa Rosada 2

Escrita por Tim Rice

Just listen to that, the voice of Argentina
We are adored, we are love
Statesmanship is more than entertaining peasants
We shall see little man

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 oligarchs only for you -for all of you!
And one day you too will inherit these treasures! Descamisados!
When they fire those cannons, when the crowds sing of glory,
it is not just for Peron, but for all of us!
All of us! Things have reached a pretty pass
When someone pretty lower class
Can be accepted and admiredBut our privileged class is dead!
Look who they are calling for now!



High Flying Adored

Escrita por Tim Rice

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 back street 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 twenty-six
There are no mysteries now
Nothing can thrill you
No-one fulfill you
High flying, adored, I hope you come to terms with boredom
So famous, so easily, so soon, is 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 agreeHigh flying, adored, that's good to hear, but unimportant
My story's quite usual, local girl makes good, weds famous man
I was slap in the right place at the perfect time
Filled a gap I was lucky
But one thing I'll say for me
No-one else can fill it like I can


Rainbow High

Escrita por Tim Rice

There again I've more to do
Then 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 IEyes! Hair! Mouth! Figure! Dress! Voice! Style! Movement!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 IEyes! Hair! Mouth! Figure! Dress! Voice! Style!
Movement! Hands! Magic! Rings! Glamour! Face!
Diamonds! Excitement! Image!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 colorsYou'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!




Rainbow Tour

Escrita por Tim Rice

People of Europe! I send you the Rainbow of Argentina! Spain has fallen to the charms of Evita
She can do what she likes it doesn't matter much
She's our Lady of the New World with the golden touch.
She filled a bull-ring forty-five thousand seater.
But if you're prettier than General Franco that's not hard.Franco's reign in Spain should see out the forties
So you've just acquired an ally who
Looks as secure in his job as you
But more important, current political thought is
Your wife's a phenomenal asset
Your trump card
Let's hear it for the Rainbow Tour
It's been an incredible success
We weren't quite sure, we had a few doubtsWill Evita win through?But the answer is yes!There you are, I told you so
Makes no difference where she goes
The whole world over just the same
Just listen to them call her name
And who would underestimate the actress now?Now I don't like to spoil a wonderful story
But the news from Rome isn't quite as good
She hasn't gone down like we thought she would
Italy's unconvinced by Argentine glory
They equate Peron with Mussolini
Can't think whyDid you here that?
They called me a whore!
They actually called me a whore!But Signora Peron
It's an easy mistake
I'm still called an admiral yet I gave up the seat long agoMore bad news from Rome she met with the Pope
She only got a rosary, a kindly word
I wouldn't say the Holy Father gave her the bird
But Papal decorations never a hope
She still looked the part at St. Peter's
Caught the eyeLet's hear it for the Rainbow Tour
It's been an incredible success
We weren't quite sure, we had a few doubtsWould Evita win through?But the answer isA qualifiedYes!Eva started well, no question, in France
Shining like the sun through the post-war haze
A beautiful reminder of the carefree days
She nearly captured the French, she sure had the chance
But she suddenly seemed to lose interest
She looked tiredFace the facts, the Rainbow's starting to fade
I don't think she'll make it to England nowIt wasn't on the schedule anyhowYou'd better get out the flags and fix a parade
Some kind of coming home in triumph
Is required.Let's hear it for the Rainbow Tour
It's been an incredible success
We weren't quite sure, we had a few doubts
Would Evita win through?And the answer isYesAnd noAnd yesAnd noAnd yes.. No
Let's hear it for the Rainbow Tour
It's been an incredible success
We weren't quite sure
We had a few doubts
Would Evita win through?
But the answer is yes
Yes



The Actress Hasn't Learned The Lines (You'd Like To Hear)

Escrita por Tim Rice

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 beThe 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 disappearForgive 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



And The Money Kept Rolling In (And Out)

Escrita por Tim Rice

And the money kept rolling in from every side Eva's pretty hands reached out and they reached wide
Now you may feel it should have been a voluntary cause
But that's not the point my friends
When the money keeps rolling in you don't ask how
Think of all the people guaranteed a good time now
Eva's called the hungry to her opened up the doors!
Never been a fund like the Foundation Eva Peron!Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling on in
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling on inWould you like to try a college education?
Own your landlord's house, take the family on vacation?
Eva and her blessed Fund can make your dreams come true
Here's all you have to do my friends
Write your name and your dream on a card or a pad or a ticket
Throw it high in the air and should our lady pick it
She will change your way of life for a week or even two
Name me anyone who cares as much as Eva Peron!Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling on out
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling on outAnd the money kept rolling out in all directions
To the poor to the weak to the destitute of all complexions
Now cynics claim a little of the cash has gone astray
But that's not the point my friends
When the money keeps rolling out you don't keep books
You can tell you've done well by the happy grateful looks
Accountants only slow things down, figures get in the way
Never been a lady loved as much as Eva Peron!Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling on out
Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling on outEva!!When the money keeps rolling out you don't keep books
You can tell you've done well by the happy grateful looks
Accountants only slow things down, figures get in the way
Never been a lady loved as much as Eva Peron!Rolling, rolling, rolling
Rolling in and out



Partido Feminista

Escrita por Tim Rice

Evita Peron! Partido Feminista! Peron is everything! He's 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.Evita Peron! Partido Feminista!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 intentions encouragement
She's out of her depth and out of the question.



She´s a Diamond

Escrita por Tim Rice

But on the other hand she's all they have
She's a diamond in their dull gray lives and that's the
Hardest kind of stone it usually survives
And when you think about it, can you recall
The last time they loved anyone at all? She's not a bauble you can brush aside
She's been out doing what we just talked about example
Gave us back our businesses, got the English out
And when you think about it well why not do
One or two of the things we promised to?But on the other hand she's slowing down
She's lost a little of that magic drive but I would
Not advise those critics present to derive
Any satisfaction from her fading star
She's the one who's kept us where we areShe's the one who's kept you where you are.




Santa Evita

Escrita por Tim Rice

Please, gentle Eva, will you bless a little child?
For I love you tell Heaven I'm doing my best
I'm praying for you, even though you're already blessed
Please, mother Eva, will you look upon me as your own?
Make me special, be my angel, be my everything, wonderful, perfect, and true
And I'll try to be exactly like you
Please, holy Eva, will you feed a hungry child?
For I love you tell Heaven I'm doing my best
I'm praying for you, even though you're already blessed
Please, mother Eva, will you feed a hungry child?
For I love you tell Heaven I'm doing my best
I'm praying for you, even though you're already blessed Turn away and die Evita
Turn away and dieSanta Santa Evita
Madre de todos los ninos
De los tiranizados
De los descamisados
De los trabajadores
De la ArgentinaSanta Santa Evita
Madre de todos los ninos
De los tiranizados
De los descamisados
De los trabajadores
De la Argentina




Waltz For Eva And Che

Escrita por Tim Rice

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 twoThere is evil, ever around, fundamental
System of government quite incidentalSo what are my chances
Of honest advances?
I'd say low
Better to win
By admitting my sin
Than to lose with a haloTell 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
I'll mark your ado with three cheers
But first tell me who'd be delightedIf I said I'd take on the
The world's greatest problems
From war to pollution?
No hope of solution
Even if I lived for one hundred yearsThere is evil, ever around, fundamental
System of government quite incidentalSo 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 Oh 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

Escrita por Tim Rice

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

Escrita por Tim Rice

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 meWhy are you at my side?
How can I be any use to now?
Give me a chance and I'll let you see how
Nothing has changed.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


Eva´s Final Broadcast

Escrita por Tim Rice

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!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 it may get harder
For you to see me
I'm Argentina
And always will beHave 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



Latin Chant
Escrita por Tim Rice

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



Lament

Escrita por Tim Rice

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 your's and no one else's
You can cry for a body in despair
Hang your head because she is no longer there
To shine, or dazzle, or betray.
How she lived, how she shined
But how soon the lights were goneEyes, hair, face, image
All must be preserved
Still life displayed forever
No less than she deserved

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