Luyện nghe bài hát Oh, What a Circus

Oh, what a
Oh, a show
has gone to town
Over the of an actress called Eva Peron

We've all crazy
Mourning all day and all night
over ourselves to get all
Of the right

Oh, an exit
how to go
When they're bringing your curtain
Demand to be like Eva Peron

It's a sunset and good for the country
In a way
We've made the front of all
The world's papers

But, who is santa Evita
Why all this howling, hysterical
What kind of goddess has among us
How we ever get by without her?

She had her
She had some
The best show in town was the
Outside the Rosada
Crying Eva

But all gone now
As soon as the smoke from the clears
all gonna see and how
She did for years

Salve regina mater
Vita dulcedo et nostra
salve regina
Ad te clamamus filii Eva
Ad te suspiramus et flentes
O clemens, o pia

You let your people Evita
You were supposed to have been
That's all they wanted, not to ask for
But, in the end you could not

you fools but, you've got it wrong
Enjoy your prayers because you haven't got
Your queen is dead, your king is
not coming back to you

Show business us all alive
seventeen October 1945
But the gone
The glamour's thin
That's a pretty bad for a state to be in

of government, we had a stage
Instead of ideas, a donna's rage
of help, we were given a crowd
She didn't say much but, she said it

And who am I who dares to
His head high while millions weep?
Why the to the rule?
Opportunist, traitor,

Or just a man who and saw
From to twenty-four
His bled, crucified
She's not the only one who's

Sing you but, you've got it wrong
Enjoy prayers because you haven't got long
queen is dead, your king is through
She's not back to you

Salve regina mater
Vita et spes nostra
Salve slave regina
Ad te exules filii Eva
Ad te gementes et flentes
O o pia

Don't cry for me,
For I am ordinary
And of such attention
we all are
I we all are

Ride on my oh, my people
And when your turn to die
remember
They find those sing lamentations

Not just for Eva for
Not for Eva for everybody

So share my glory, so my coffin
So my glory, so share my coffin

It's our too
Now Eva Peron had every
You need if you're gonna
No money, no class, no father, no lights
There was she'd been at the age of fifteen
As this singer found out, a tango singer
Augustine
Who has the of being
The man to be of use to Eva Duerte