Luyện nghe bài hát Oh, What a Circus

Oh, what a
Oh, a show
Argentina has to town
Over the death of an actress called Eva

We've all crazy
all day and mourning all night
Falling ourselves to get all
Of the right

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

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

But, who is this Evita
Why all howling, hysterical sorrow
What kind of goddess has among us
How will we ever get by her?

She had her
She had style
The best show in town was the
Outside the Casa
Crying Eva

But that's all now
As as the smoke from the funeral clears
We're all see and how
She did for years

Salve regina misericordiae
Vita et spes nostra
salve regina
Ad te exules filii Eva
Ad te gementes et flentes
O clemens, o pia

You let down your Evita
You were to have been immortal
all they wanted, not much to ask for
But, in the end you could not

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

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

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

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

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

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

Salve mater misericordiae
Vita dulcedo et spes
Salve slave regina
Ad te clemamus exules Eva
Ad te suspiramus et flentes
O o pia

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

Ride on my oh, my people
And when it's turn to die
remember
They find those cannons sing

Not just for Eva for
Not for Eva for everybody

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

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