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[Che:]
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 gonna see and how, she did nothing for years
[Crowd:]
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
Hail, oh queen, mother of mercy
Our life, sweetness, and hope
Hail, hail, oh queen
To you we cry, exiled sons of Eve
To you we sigh, mourning and weeping
Oh clement, oh loving one
[Che:]
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
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
[Crowd:]
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 pia
[Eva:]
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
[Che:]
It's our funeral too
[Che:]
¡Oh, qué circo, ¡qué espectáculo
Argentina ha ido a la ciudad
Con la muerte de una actriz llamada Eva Perón
Todos nos hemos vuelto locos
Luto todo el día y toda la noche luto
Caer sobre nosotros mismos para conseguir todo el derecho de la miseria
¡Oh, qué una salida, que es la manera de ir
Cuando están sonando el telón
La demanda para ser enterrado como Eva Perón
Es toda una puesta de sol
Y bueno para el país de una manera indirecta
Hemos hecho la primera plana de todos los periódicos del mundo actual
Pero, ¿quién es esta Santa Evita?
¿Por qué tanto grito, el dolor histérico?
¿Qué tipo de diosa ha vivido entre nosotros?
¿Cómo vamos a vivir sin ella?
Tenía sus momentos, tenía un poco de estilo
El mejor show de la ciudad era la multitud
Fuera de la Casa Rosada llanto, "Eva Perón"
Pero eso es todo se ha ido ahora
Tan pronto como el humo del funeral borra
Todos vamos a ver y cómo, ella no hizo nada durante años
[Multitud:]
Salve regina mater misericordiae
Vita dulcedo et spes nostra
Salve salve regina
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
Ad te suspiramus Gemen
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!
Evita
Oh What a Circus
Oh What a Circus
[Che:]
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 gonna see and how, she did nothing for years
[Crowd:]
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
Hail, oh queen, mother of mercy
Our life, sweetness, and hope
Hail, hail, oh queen
To you we cry, exiled sons of Eve
To you we sigh, mourning and weeping
Oh clement, oh loving one
[Che:]
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
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
[Crowd:]
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 pia
[Eva:]
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
[Che:]
It's our funeral too
Evita
Oh ¡Qué circo
Oh ¡Qué circo
[Che:]
¡Oh, qué circo, ¡qué espectáculo
Argentina ha ido a la ciudad
Con la muerte de una actriz llamada Eva Perón
Todos nos hemos vuelto locos
Luto todo el día y toda la noche luto
Caer sobre nosotros mismos para conseguir todo el derecho de la miseria
¡Oh, qué una salida, que es la manera de ir
Cuando están sonando el telón
La demanda para ser enterrado como Eva Perón
Es toda una puesta de sol
Y bueno para el país de una manera indirecta
Hemos hecho la primera plana de todos los periódicos del mundo actual
Pero, ¿quién es esta Santa Evita?
¿Por qué tanto grito, el dolor histérico?
¿Qué tipo de diosa ha vivido entre nosotros?
¿Cómo vamos a vivir sin ella?
Tenía sus momentos, tenía un poco de estilo
El mejor show de la ciudad era la multitud
Fuera de la Casa Rosada llanto, "Eva Perón"
Pero eso es todo se ha ido ahora
Tan pronto como el humo del funeral borra
Todos vamos a ver y cómo, ella no hizo nada durante años
[Multitud:]
Salve regina mater misericordiae
Vita dulcedo et spes nostra
Salve salve regina
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
Ad te suspiramus Gemen
Ayúdanos a mejorar, si encuentras errores ¡Envíanos tu corrección!