On The Balcony Of The Casa Rosada / Don't Cry For Me Argentina - Original Cast Recording/1979

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People of Argentina!
 Your newly elected president
 Juan Perón!
 Perón! Perón!
 Perón! Perón!
 Perón! Perón!
 Perón! Perón!
 Perón! Perón!
 Argentinos!
 Argentinos!
 We are all shirtless 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 Perón
 And his wife
 The first lady of Argentina
 Eva Duarte de Perón!
 Perón! Perón!
 Perón! Perón!
 Perón! Perón!
 Perón! Perón!
 As a mere observer of this tasteless phenomenon
 One has to admire the stage management
 There again perhaps I'm more than a mere observer
 Listen to my enthusiasm gentlemen
 Perón! Perón!
 Perón!
 Look! I will take off my shirt, will you?
 Evita! Evita!
 Evita! Evita!
 Evita! Evita!
 Evita! Evita!
 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're not the solutions
 They promise to be
 The answer was here all the time
 I love you and hope you love me
 Don't cry for me Argentina
 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
 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
 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 Perón, la santa peronista
 Evita Perón, la santa peronista
 Evita Perón, la santa peronista
 Evita Perón, la santa peronista
 Evita Perón, la santa peronista
 Evita Perón, la santa peronista
 Evita Perón, la santa peronista
 Evita Perón, la santa peronista
 I am only a simple woman
 Who lives to serve Perón in his noble crusade to rescue his people
 I was once as you are now
 I have taken the riches from the obligarchs
 Only for you
 For all of you
 And one day
 You will inherit these treasures
 Descamisados
 Mis compañeros
 When they fire those cannons
 When the crowds sing of glory
 It is not just for Perón
 But for all of us
 For all of us
 Things have reached a pretty pass
 When someone pretty lower-class
 Can be accepted and admired
 But your despicable class is dead
 Look who they are calling for now

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Duration
09:34
Key
1
Tempo
78 BPM

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