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.
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 ll that I've done. You won't believe me.
This 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..
It won't be easy, you'll think it's strange. When I try to explain how I feel. And that I still need your love. After all that I've done. . You won't believe me.
Sera dificil de comprender. Que apesar de estaray aqu. Soy del pueblo y jamas lo podre olvidar. Debis crerme, mis lujos. Son solamente un disfraz. Un juego burgus, nada mas.
On this night of a thousand stars. Let me take you to heaven's door. Where the music of love's guitars. Plays forevermore. . In the glow of those twinkling lights.
We sleep together, close and warm. We calm each other through the storm. We set up home, but in a while. We're tempted by another's smile. When it's all played out.
Stone, the world is stone. It's no trick of the light, it's hard on the soul. Stone, the world is stone, cold to the touch. And hard on the soul in the gray of the streets.
(Che:). In June of forty-three 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.
(Children:). 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.
(Peron:). People of Europe, I send you the Rainbow of Argentina. . (Che:). Spain has fallen to the charms of Evita. She can do what she likes, it doesn't matter much.
(Che:) At the watering holes of the well-to-do. I detect a resistance to. (Aristocrats:) Precisely. (Che:) Our heroine's style. (Aristocrats:) We're glad you noticed.
(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.
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.