Corrección Letra On the Balcony of the Casa Rosada / Don’t Cry For Me Argentina par Andrew Lloyd Webber

Regreso

Letra

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!
Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón!
Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón!
Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón!
Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón!
Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón!
Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón!
As a mere observer of this tasteless phenomenon
One has to admire the stage management

Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón!

There again, perhaps I'm more than a mere observer
Listen to my enthusiasm, gentlemen

Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón!

Perón! Perón! Perón!

Look, if I take off my shirt, will you—

Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón!
Perón! Perón! Perón! Perón!
Evita! Evita! Evita! Evita! Evita! Evita! Evita! Evita! Evita!
It won't be easy, you'll think it's strange
When I try to explain how I feel
That I still need your love after all that I've done
You won't believe me
All you will see is a girl you once knew
Although she's dressed up to the nines
At sixes and sevens with you

I had to let it happen, I had to change
Couldn't stay all my life down at heel
Looking out of the window, staying out of the sun
So I chose freedom
Running around trying everything new
But nothing impressed me at all
I never expected it to

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

And as for fortune, and as for fame
I never invited them in
Though it seemed to the world they were all I desired
They are illusions
They are not the solutions they 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

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 these riches from the oligarchs
Only for you—for all of you!
One day you will inherit these treasures
Descamisados! When they fire those cannons
When the crowds sing of glory
It is not just for Perón, but for all of us! All of us!

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!
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!
Evita Perón! La Santa Peronista!

Things have reached a pretty pa**
When someone pretty lower-cla**
Can be accepted and admired—

But your despicable cla** is dead
Look who they are calling for now!

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