Luyện nghe bài hát Oh, What a Circus

Oh, what a
Oh, what a
Argentina has gone to
the death of an actress called Eva Peron

We've all gone
Mourning all day and all night
Falling over to get all
Of the right

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

quite a sunset and good for the country
In a way
made the front page of all
The papers today

But, who is santa Evita
Why all this howling, sorrow
What kind of goddess has lived us
How will we ever get by without

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

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

Salve regina mater
Vita et spes nostra
Salve regina
Ad te clamamus filii Eva
Ad te gementes et flentes
O clemens, o pia

You let your people Evita
You were supposed to have immortal
That's all wanted, not much 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, king is through
She's not back to you

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

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

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

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

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

Salve mater misericordiae
Vita et spes nostra
Salve slave regina
Ad te clemamus 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

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

Not just for Eva for
Not just for Eva for

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

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