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Letras

Evita

 

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 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 going to see and how
she did nothing for years

Salve 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 pia

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
She's not coming back to you
Show 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 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
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
She's not coming back to you

Salve 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 evermore
In the glow of those twinkling lights
We shall love through eternity
On this night in a million nights
Fly away with me
I 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 Amor
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

 

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 Apple

Just listen to that, they're onto you Magaldi,
I'd get out while you can
It's happened at last,
I'm starting to get started,
I'm moving out with my man
Now Eva don't get carried away
Monotony past, suburbia departed,
who could ever be fond of
the back of beyond
Don't hear words that I didn't say
What'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 Apple

Would 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 class
Screw 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 bad
Bad 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 down
All 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 wanna be a part of B.A.
- Buenos Aires -
Big Apple
She wants 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 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 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 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 (Outra mala em outro corredor)

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?

CHORUS:
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

CHORUS

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

CHORUS

Don't ask anymore

Eu não espero que meus romances
Durem por muito tempo
Nunca fico me enganando
De que meus sonhos vão se tornar realidade
Acostumada com as confusões,
eu as antecipo
Mas tudo da mesma forma eu detesto
Você não?

VERSO:
Então o que vai acontecer agora?
Outra mala em outro corredor
Então o que vai acontecer agora?
Tire sua foto da outra parede
Aonde estou indo?
Você consegue, sempre conseguiu antes
Aonde estou indo?

Eu tenho dito com freqüência
que não me importo
Que sou imune à tristeza
Que eu sou forte o bastante
Mas toda vez que importa
Todas minhas palavras me abandonam
Então qualquer um pode me magoar
E é o que eles fazem

VERSO

Aparecer daqui três meses
E eu estarei bem, eu sei
Bem, talvez não tão bem
Mas eu sobreviverei de qualquer forma
Eu não vou ficar relembrando os nomes
E os lugares de cada ocasião triste
Mas isso não é nenhuma consolação
aqui e agora

VERSO

Não pergunte mais

Goodnight 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 ourselves
Which means
There 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 same

Goodnight 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 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-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 same

There 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 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

 

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 objected
Just 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 dies
The lady's got potential
She was setting her sights
Of making it in movies
With her name in lights
The greatest social climber
Since Cinderella
Okay she couldn't act
But she had the right friends
And we all know a career depends
On knowing the right fella to be stellar
Just 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 deserve
Now the man behind the president
Calling the shots
Involved so discreetly in a lot of their plots
was Colonel Juan Peron would-be dictator
He 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 later
Just 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 Peron
He organized a concert with incredible flair
He named off all
the victims such a grand affair
Politicians, actors, stars of every flavor
It 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 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 people
Juan 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 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 (Oi e Adeus)

Escrita por Tim Rice

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? (2x)
Where am I going to?

You'll get by,
you always have before
Where am I going to?
Don't ask anymore

Oi e adeus, eu acabei de tomar seu emprego
Você pode voltar para escola
Você trabalhou bem
Eu tenho certeza que ele gostou de você
Não fique triste ou surpresa
Vamos ser amigas, civilizadas Vamos lá, menina
Não fique sentada aí como uma múmia
O dia que você sabia que iria chegar chegou
Você vai sobreviver
Então mexa-se, engraçadinha

Eu gosto da sua conversa
Você tem um jeito fácil de se expressar
Você deve obivamente estar passando por
Uma fase da adolescência

Então o que acontece agora? (2x)
Aonde eu estou indo?

Você vai conseguir,
você sempre conseguiu antes
Aonde eu estou indo?
Não pergunte mais

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 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 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 know
I'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 Argentine
Can we assume then that you'll quit?
Is this because of your involvement
with Colonel Peron?

Goodnight and thank you
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 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 dim
Things 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 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 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 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 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 authority

A 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 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 ( Não chore por mim, 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 to

CHORUS:
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

Don't cry for me Argentina

CHORUS

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

Não será fácil, você achará estranho
Quando eu tentar explicar como me sinto
Qu eu ainda preciso do seu amor
Depois de tudo que eu fiz

Você não acreditará em mim
Tudo que vai ver é
uma garota que você conhecia
Embora ela esteja vestida para sair às 9
As 6 e as 7 com você

Eu tive que deixar acontecer,
eu tive que mudar
Não podia ficar minha vida inteira escondida
Olhando pela janela
Ficando longe do sol

Então escolhi a liberdade
Correndo atrás, tentando
todas as coisas novas
Mas nada me impressionou
Eu nunca esperei por isso

VERSO:
Não chore por mim Argentina
A verdade é que eu nunca te deixei
Por todos os meu dias mais selvagens,
minha loucura
Eu mantive minha promessa,
não continue distante

E a fortuna e fama
Eu nunca as desejei
Mas parece para todo mundo
Que era tudo que eu queria

Elas são ilusões
Não são as soluções
Que prometeram ser
A resposta estava aqui o tempo todo
Eu amo vocês e espero que vocês me amem

Não chore por mim Argentina

CHORUS

Será que falei demais?
Não há mais nada
Que possa pensar em dizer para vocês
Mas tudo que vocês têm que fazer
É olhara para mim para saber
Que cada palavra é verdade

On the Balcony of casa rosada 2

Escrita por Tim Rice

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 admired
But 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 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 twenty-six
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

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 I
Eyes! 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 I
Eyes! 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 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!

 

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 doubts
Will 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 why
Did 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 ago
More 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 doubts
Would Evita win through?
But the answer is
A qualified Yes!
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 tired Face the facts,
the Rainbow's starting to fade
I don't think she'll make it to England now
It wasn't on the schedule anyhow
You'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 is
Yes And no And yes
And no And 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 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

 

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 in
Would 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 out
And 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 out
Eva!!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 are
She'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 (Valsa para Eva e 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 two

CHORUS:
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 mock 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

CHORUS

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

Me diga antes
Que eu dance para fora de sua vida
Depois de virar
minhas costas para o passado
Perdoe minha impertinência
Mas quanto tempo você acha
Que esta pantomima pode durar? Me diga antes
Que eu vá embora no pôr-do-sol
Tem uma coisa
que eu nunca consegui entender
Como você pode se considerar
nossa salvadora
Quando aqueles que se opoem
a você são pisados
Ou afligidos, ou simplesmente desaparecem?

Me diga antes de entrar no seu ônibus
Antes de se juntar a brigada esquecida
Como uma pessoa como eu pode dizer
Alterar o jeito tradicional
como o jogo é jogado?

Me diga antes
Que você suba no seu cavalo
Apenas o que você esperava que eu fizesse
Eu não me importo com o que a burguesia diz
Não estou neste negócio por causa deles
Mas para dar a todo os meus descamisados
Um ou dois momentos mágicos

VERSO:
Lá está o mal, sempre por volta
Sistema de governo fundamental
É quase incidental

Então quais são minhas chances
De subir honestamente?
Eu diria bem baixas, melhor vencer
Admitindo meus pecados
Do que perder com uma auréola

Me diga antes
Que eu procure terras mais valiosas
E desse modo repor a auto-estima
Como você pode ser tão cega
A ponto de não ver nada além
Desta semana ou da próxima
De não ter nenhum sonho impossível?

Me permita ajudá-lo
Esgueirar-se para o lado
E zombar o seu adeus com três aplausos
Mas primeiro, me diga quem estaria satisfeito
Se eu disse que eu brigaria pelos
Maiores problemas do mundo
Da guerra a oluição
Nenhuma esperança de solução
Mesmo se eu vivese por mais de 100 anos

VERSO

Então vá, se você for capaz,
para alguma lugar instável
E fique lá
Estimular seu ódio
Em algum estado cambaleante
Mas naõ aqui, querido
Está claro, querido?

Oh o que eu não daria por 100 anos
Mas o físico interfere
Cada vez mais, Oh meu Criador
Qual é a parte boa do coração mais forte
Em um corpo que está morrendo aos poucos?
Um grave defeito,
eu espero que você saiba disso

Your little body's Slowly breaking down (Seu corpo está Morrendo aos poucos)

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

Seu corpo está
Morrendo aos poucos
Você está perdendo velocidade
Você está perdendo força, não a elegância
Que vai continuar florecendo para sempre
Mas seus olhos, seu sorriso
Não tem o brilho
Do seu fantástico passado
Se você escalar mais uma montanha
Poderá ser sua última
Eu não estou tão doente assim
Momentos ruins vêm, mas eles vão
Alguns dias são bons
Outro um pouquinho mais difíceis
Mas isto não significa
Que nós devemos desistir de nosso sonho
Alguma vez você já me viu derrotada?
Não se esqueça
De tudo que eu passei e ainda
Estou em pé

Eva, você está morrendo
Então o que acontece agora?
Aonde estou indo?
Não pergunte mais

You Must Love Me (Você Precisa Me Amar)

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 (2x)

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

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 (3x)

Para onde nós vamos daqui?
Este não é o lugar que queriamos estar
Nós tínhamos tudo
Você acreditava em mim
Eu acreditava em você As certezas desapareceram
O que temos que fazer pra que
nossos sonhos sobrevivam?
Como mantemos toda nossa paixão viva
Como agente fazia?

Bem fundo no meu coração
estou escondendo
As coisas que eu queria dizer
Com medo de confessar
o que estou sentindo
Com medo de que você vá embora
Você precisa me amar (2x)

Por que você está ao meu lado?
Como eu posso ser útil para você agora?
Me dê uma chance
E eu te mostrarei como
Nada mudou

Bem fundo no meu coração
estou escondendo
As coisas que eu queria dizer
Com medo de confessar
o que estou sentindo
Com medo de que você vá embora

Você precisa me amar (3x)

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 (Lamento)

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 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

Foi minha escolha, somente minha
Eu poderia ter qualquer prêmio que
eu quisesse
Poderia me queimar com o esplendor
Da chama mais brilhante ou outra coisa
Ou qualquer outra coisa que
pudesse escolher Se lembre que eu era bem jovem
E um ano era para sempre e um dia
Então o que usar poderia ser anos
50, 60, 70?
Eu vi as luzes, e estava seguindo minha vida

E como eu vivi, como elas brilharam
Mas quão cedo as luzes se foram

A escolha foi sua e de mais ninguém
Você pode chorar por
um corpo em desespero
Levante sua cabeça porque
ela já não está mais lá
Para brilhar, para ofuscar, ou trair
Como ela viveu, como ela brilhou
Mas quão cedo as luzes se foram

Olhos, cabelo, rosto, imagem
Tudo deve ser preservado
a sua vida mostrada para sempre
Não menos do que ela merecia

 



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