Album:	Evita -- The Complete Motion Picture Music Soundtrack (Disc 1)
Artist:	Madonna
Year:	1996

Evita -- The Complete Motion Picture Music Soundtrack

Part I

Lyrics provided courtesy of Kenny Zalewski, kennyz@cs.rpi.edu

Thanks also to Ray Angelo, rangelo@oeb.harvard.edu, for his many
corrections, insights, and genuine interest in the quality of these lyrics.

Songs on this album:

Disc 1

A Cinema In Buenos Aires, 26 July 1952
Requiem For Evita
Oh What A Circus
On This Night Of A Thousand Stars
Eva And Magaldi/Eva Beware Of The City
Buenos Aires
Another Suitcase In Another Hall
Goodnight And Thank You
The Lady's Got Potential
Charity Concert/The Art Of The Possible
I'd Be Surprisingly Good For You
Hello And Goodbye
Peron's Latest Flame
A New Argentina

Disc 2

A Cinema In Buenos Aires, 26 July 1952

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber
Disc 1, Track 1, Time: 1:19
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(An audience is watching a less than distinguished movie.
[In both the original London and New York productions of
EVITA, a clip from one of Eva Peron's own movies was used].
The soundtrack dialogue is in Spanish, the music melodramatic.)

(Julieta:) Carlos.

(Carlos:) Julieta, mi querida Julieta.

(Julieta:) Carlos, no tendrías que haber venido.

(Carlos:) Julieta, ni un millar de soldados me puede detener.

(Julieta:) Pero es peligroso, mi padre te arrestará.

(Carlos:) Tenía que venir.

(Julieta:) ¡Carlos!

(Carlos:) Hasta este momento, mis labios no han osado murmurar
la palabra amor.

(Julieta:) Carlos.

(Carlos:) Y mucho más que eso, mi ser todo vibra de deseo.
¿Qué fue eso? Algo se movió en el balcón de tu
padre. Si fuera ese truhán de Rodolfo, juro que mi espada no
permanecerá en su vaina.

(Julieta:) ¡Carlos, ten cuidado! Te quiero, Carlos, te quiero.

(Suddenly the film grinds to a halt. The people in the cinema
begin to protest but are silenced by an announcement.)

(The Voice of the Secretary of the Press:)
It is my sad duty to inform you that Eva Peron, spiritual leader
of the nation, entered immortality at 8:25 this evening.

Requiem For Evita

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber
vocals by the choir
Disc 1, Track 2, Time: 4:17
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(Crowd:)

Requiem aeternum dona Evita
Requiem aeternum dona Evita
Requiem Evita, Requiem Evita
Evita, Evita, Evita, Evita

Grant eternal rest to Evita
Grant eternal rest to Evita
Rest to Evita, Rest to Evita
Evita, Evita, Evita, Evita

Requiem aeternum dona Evita
Requiem aeternum dona Evita
Requiem Evita, Requiem Evita
Evita, Evita, Evita, Evita

Oh What A Circus

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber
vocals by Antonio Banderas and Madonna
Disc 1, Track 3, Time: 5:44
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(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
Falling over ourselves to get all of the misery right

Oh what an exit, that's how to go
When they're ringing your curtain down
Demand to be buried like Eva Peron
It's quite a sunset
And good for the country in a roundabout way
We've made the front page of all the world's papers today

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

She had her moments, she had some style
The best show in town was the crowd
Outside the Casa Rosada crying, "Eva Peron"
But that's all gone now
As soon as the smoke from the funeral clears
We're all gonna see and how, she did nothing for years

(Crowd:)

Salve regina mater misericordiae
Vita dulcedo et spes nostra
Salve salve regina
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes
O clemens o pia

Hail, oh queen, mother of mercy
Our life, sweetness, and hope
Hail, hail, oh queen
To you we cry, exiled sons of Eve
To you we sigh, mourning and weeping
Oh clement, oh loving one

(Che:)
You let down your people Evita
You were supposed to have been immortal
That's all they wanted, not much to ask for
But in the end you could not deliver

Sing you fools, but you got it wrong
Enjoy your prayers because you haven't got long
Your queen is dead, your king is through
And she's not coming back to you

Show business kept us all alive
Since seventeen October 1945
But the star has gone, the glamour's worn thin
That's a pretty bad state for a state to be in

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

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

(Crowd:)
Salve regina mater misericordiae
Vita dulcedo et spes nostra
Salve salve regina Peron
Ad te clamamus exules filii Eva
Ad te suspiramus gementes et flentes
O clemens o pia

(Eva:)
Don't cry for me Argentina
For I am ordinary, unimportant
And undeserving of such attention
Unless we all are, I think we all are
So share my glory, so share my coffin
So share my glory, so share my coffin

(Che:)
It's our funeral too

Eva And Magaldi/Eva Beware Of The City

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber
vocals by Madonna, Jimmy Nail, Antonio Banderas, and Julian Littman
Disc 1, Track 5, Time: 5:21
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(Eva:)
To think that a man as famous as you are
Could love a poor little nothing like me

Chorus:

(Eva:)
I wanna be a part of B.A.
Buenos Aires, Big Apple
(Eva's family:)
She wants to be a part of B.A.
Buenos Aires, Big Apple

(Che:)
Just listen to that, they're on to you Magaldi
I'd get out while you can

(Eva:)
It's happened at last, I'm starting to get started
I'm moving out with my man

(Magaldi:)
Now Eva don't get carried away

(Eva:)
Monotony past, suburbia departed
Who could ever be fond of the back of beyond?

(Magaldi:)
Don't hear words that I didn't say

(Eva's family:)
What's that? You'd desert the girl you love?

(Magaldi:)
The girl I love?
What are you talking about?

(Eva's family:)
She really brightened up your out-of-town engagement
She gave you all she had, she wasn't in your contract
You must be quite relieved that noone's told the papers, so far

(Eva:)
I wanna be a part of B.A.
Buenos Aires, Big Apple

Would I have done what I did
If I hadn't thought, if I hadn't known
We would stay together

(Eva's brother:)
Seems to me there's no point in resisting
She's made up her mind, you've no choice
Why don't you be the man who discovered her
You'll never be remembered for your voice

(Magaldi:)
The city can be paradise for those who have the cash
The class and the connections, what you need to make a splash
The likes of you get swept up in the morning with the trash
If you were rich or middle class ...

(Eva:)
Screw the middle classes! I will never accept them!
My father's other family were middle class
And we were kept out of sight, hidden from view at his funeral.

(Eva's brother:)
Do all your one night stands give you this trouble?

(Magaldi:)
Eva beware of the city
It's hungry and cold, can't be controlled, it is mad
Those who are fools are swallowed up whole
And those who are not become what they should not become
Changed, in short, they go bad.

(Eva:)
Bad is good for me
I'm bored, so clean, and so ignored
I've only been predictable, respectable
Birds fly out of here, so why oh why oh why the hell can't I?
I only want variety, of society

(chorus)

(Magaldi:)
Five years from now I shall come back
And finally say, "You have your way, come to town."
But you'll look at me with a foreigner's eyes
The magical city, a younger girl's city
A fantasy long since put down

(Eva:)
All you've done to me, was that a young girl's fantasy?
I played your city games alright, didn't I?
I already know what cooks, how the dirty city feels and looks
I tasted it last night, didn't I?

I'm gonna be a part of B.A.
Buenos Aires, Big Apple

(Eva and family:)
She's gonna be a part of B.A.
Buenos Aires, Big Apple

(Magaldi:)
Eva beware your ambition
It's hungry and cold, can't be controlled, will run wild
This in a man is danger enough, but you are a woman
Not even a woman, not very much more than a child
And whatever you say, I'll not steal you away

Buenos Aires

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber
vocals by Madonna
Disc 1, Track 6, Time: 4:09
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(Eva:)
What's new Buenos Aires?
I'm new, I wanna say I'm just a little stuck on you
You'll be on me too

I get out here, Buenos Aires
Stand back, you oughta know whatcha gonna get in me
Just a little touch of star quality

Fill me up with your heat, with your noise
With your dirt, overdo me
Let me dance to your beat, make it loud
Let it hurt, run it through me.
Don't hold back, you are certain to impress
Tell the driver this is where I'm staying

Hello, Buenos Aires
Get this, just look at me dressed up, somewhere to go
We'll put on a show

Take me in at your flood, give me speed
Give me lights, set me humming
Shoot me up with your blood, wine me up
With your nights, watch me coming
All I want is a whole lot of excess
Tell the singer this is where I'm playing

Stand back, Buenos Aires
Because you oughta know whatcha gonna get in me
Just a little touch of star quality

And if ever I go too far
It's because of the things you are
Beautiful town, I love you
And if I need a moment's rest
Give your lover the very best
Real eiderdown and silence.

(musical interlude)

You're a tramp, you're a treat
You will shine to the death, you are shoddy
But you're flesh, you are meat
You shall have every breath in my body
Put me down for a lifetime of success
Give me credit, I'll find ways of paying

Rio de la Plata
Florida, Corrientes, Nueve de Julio
All I want to know

Stand back, Buenos Aires
Because you oughta know whatcha gonna get in me
Just a little touch of
Just a little touch of
Just a little touch of star quality

Another Suitcase In Another Hall

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber
vocals by Madonna
Disc 1, Track 7, Time: 3:33
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(Eva:)
I don't expect my love affairs to last for long
Never fool myself that my dreams will come true
Being used to trouble I anticipate it
But all the same I hate it, wouldn't you?

Chorus:

(Eva:) So what happens now?
(Che:) Another suitcase in another hall
(Eva:) So what happens now?
(Che:) Take your picture off another wall
(Eva:) Where am I going to?
(Che:) You'll get by, you always have before
(Eva:) Where am I going to?

Time and time again I've said that I don't care
That I'm immune to gloom, that I'm hard through and through
But every time it matters all my words desert me
So anyone can hurt me, and they do

(chorus)

Call in three months time and I'll be fine, I know
Well maybe not that fine, but I'll survive anyhow
I won't recall the names and places of each sad occasion
But that's no consolation here and now.

(chorus, with Che's lines being sung by the starlets)

(Huevo:)
Don't ask anymore.

Goodnight And Thank You

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber
vocals by Madonna and Antonio Banderas
Disc 1, Track 8, Time: 4:18
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(Che:)
Goodnight and thank you Huevo
She is in every magazine
Been photographed, seen, she is known
We don't like to rush, but your case has been packed
If she's missed anything, you could give her a ring
But she won't always answer the phone

(Eva:)
Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies
But we have pretended enough
It's best that we both stop fooling ourselves

(Che:)
Which means ...

Chorus:

(Che and Eva:)
There is noone, noone at all
Never has been, and never will be a lover, male or female
Who hasn't an eye on, in fact they rely on
Tricks they can try on their partner
They're hoping their lover will help them or keep them
Support them, promote them
Don't blame them, you're the same

(Che:)
Goodnight and thank you Emilio
You've completed your task
What more can we ask of you now?
Please sign the book on the way out the door
And that will be all, if she needs you she'll call
But I don't think that's likely somehow

(Eva:)
Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies
But when we were hot, we were hot
I know you'll look back on the good times we've shared
Which means ...

(chorus, substituting "blame her" for "blame them", sung only by Che)

(Eva:)
There is no soap, no soap like Zaz
No detergent, lotion, or oil with such power in the shower
It's the mother and father of luxury lather
The talk of the bath, the great ointment
One little frolic with new Zaz carbolic
You're scented, you'll be sent

(Che:)
Goodnight and thank you Senor Jabon
We are grateful you found her a spot on the sound radio
We'll think of you every time she's on the air
We'd love you to stay but you'd be in the way
So do up your trousers and go

(Eva:)
Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies
The decline into silence and doubt
Our passion was just too intense to survive

(Che:)
Which means ...

(Lovers:)
This is a club I should never have joined
Someone has made us look fools
Argentine men call the sexual shots
Someone has altered the rules

(Eva:)
Fame on the wireless as far as it goes
Is all very well but every girl knows

(Che:)
She needs a man she can monopolize
With fingers in dozens of different pies

(Lovers:)
Oh but it's sad when a love affair dies

The Lady's Got Potential

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber
vocals by Antonio Banderas
Disc 1, Track 9, Time: 4:25
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(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
They were slightly to the right of Atilla the Hun
A bomb or two and very few objected

Yeah, just one shell and governments fall like flies, kapow, die
They stumble and fall, bye bye
Backs to the wall, aim high
We're having a ball
The tank and bullet rule as democracy dies

The lady's got potential, she was setting her sights
On making it in movies with her name in lights
The greatest social climber since Cinderella

OK, she couldn't act but she had the right friends
And we all know a career depends
On knowing the right fella to be stellar

Yeah, just one shell and governments lose their nerve, kapow, die
They stumble and fall, bye bye
Backs to the wall, aim high
We're having a ball
That's how we get the government we deserve

Now the man behind the President calling the shots
Involved so discreetly in a lot of their plots
Was Colonel Juan Peron, would be dictator

He began in the army out in Italy so
Saw Mussolini's rise from the very front row
I reckon he'd do likewise sooner or later

Yeah, just one blast and the tear gas falls like rain, kapow, die
They haven't a chance, bye bye
The terrorists advance
But one guy doesn't dirty his hands
Peron was biding time out in the slow lane

Yeah, suddenly an earthquake hit the town of San Juan, kapow, die
They stumble and fall, bye bye
Keep away from the wall
But one guy was having a ball
The tragedy, a golden chance for Peron

He organized a concert with incredible flair
In aid of all the victims, such a grand affair
Politicians, actors, stars of every flavor

It was January twenty-second, 1944
A night to remember, yeah, that's for sure
For that's the night that Peron first met Eva
For that's the night that Peron first met Eva

Charity Concert/The Art Of The Possible

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber
vocals by Jimmy Nail, Jonathan Pryce, Antonio Banderas, and Madonna
Disc 1, Track 10, Time: 2:33
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(Magaldi:)
On this night
On this night
On this night of a thousand stars
Let me take you to heaven's door
Where the music of love's guitars
Plays forever more

(Eva:) Magaldi
(Magaldi:) Eva Duarte
(Eva:) Your act hasn't changed much
(Magaldi:) Neither has yours

(Peron:)
I stand here as a servant of the people
As we come together for a marvelous cause
You've shown by your presence, your deeds and applause
What the people can do, true power is yours
Not the government's, unless it represents the people

(Che:)
One always picks the easy fight
One praises fools, one smothers light
One shifts from left to right
Politics, the art of the possible

I'd Be Surprisingly Good For You

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber
vocals by Madonna and Jonathan Pryce
Disc 1, Track 11, Time: 4:19
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(Eva:) Colonel Peron
(Peron:) Eva Duarte

(Eva and Peron:)
I've heard so much about you

(Eva and Peron:)
I'm amazed, for I'm only an actress [a soldier]
Nothing to shout about [One of the thousands]
Only a girl on the air [Defending the country he loves]

(Eva:)
But when you act, the things you do affect us all

(Peron:)
But when you act, you take us away from the squalor of the real world
Are you here on your own?

(Eva:)
Yes, oh yes

(Peron:)
So am I, what a fortunate coincidence
Maybe you're my reward for my efforts here tonight

(Eva:)
It seems crazy but you must believe
There's nothing calculated, nothing planned
Please forgive me if I seem naive
I would never want to force your hand
But please understand, I'd be good for you

I don't always rush in like this
Twenty seconds after saying hello
Telling strangers I'm too good to miss
If I'm wrong I hope you'll tell me so
But you really should know, I'd be good for you
I'd be surprisingly good for you

I won't go on if I'm boring you
But do you understand my point of view?
Do you like what you hear, what you see
And would you be, good for me too?

I'm not talking of a hurried night
A frantic tumble then a shy goodbye
Creeping home before it gets too light
That's not the reason that I caught your eye
Which has to imply, I'd be good for you
I'd be surprisingly good for you

(Peron:)
Please go on, you enthrall me
I can understand you perfectly
And I like what I hear, what I see, and knowing me
I would be good for you too

(Eva:)
I'm not talking of a hurried night
A frantic tumble then a shy goodbye
Creeping home before it gets too light
That's not the reason that I caught your eye
Which has to imply, I'd be good for you
I'd be surprisingly good for you

Hello And Goodbye

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber
vocals by Madonna, Andrea Corr, and Jonathan Pryce
Disc 1, Track 12, Time: 1:46
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(Eva:)
Hello and goodbye, I just unemployed you
You can go back to school
You've had a good run, I'm sure he enjoyed you
Don't act sad or surprised, let's be friends, civilized

Come on little one, don't sit there like a dummy
The day you knew would arrive is here, you'll survive
So move, funny face

I like your conversation, you've a catchy turn of phrase
You're obviously going through some adolescent phase

(Mistress:)
So what happens now?
So what happens now?
Where am I going to?
(Peron:) You'll get by, you always have before
(Mistress:) Where am I going to?
(Eva:) Don't ask anymore

Peron's Latest Flame

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber
vocals by Antonio Banderas and Madonna
Disc 1, Track 13, Time: 5:18
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(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:) The shooting sticks of the upper-class
(Aristocrats:) Give her an inch
(Che:) Aren't supporting a single ass
That would rise for the girl
(Aristocrats:) She'll take a mile

(Aristocrats:)
Such a shame she wandered into our enclosure
How unfortunate this person has forced us to be blunt
No we wouldn't mind seeing her at Harrod's
But behind the jewelry counter, not in front

(Che:) Could there be in our fighting corps
A lack of enthusiasm for
(Army:) Exactly
(Che:) Peron's latest flame
(Army:) You said it brother

(Che:)
Should you wish to cause great distress
In the tidiest officer's mess
Just mention her name

(Army:)
That isn't funny

Peron is a fool, breaking every taboo
Installing a girl in the army H.Q.
And she's an actress, the last straw
Her only good parts are between her thighs
She should stare at the ceiling, not reach for the skies
Or she could be his last whore

The evidence suggests
She has other interests
If it's her who's using him
He's exceptionally dim
Bitch! Dangerous Jade

(Aristocrats:)
We have allowed ourselves to slip
We have completely lost our grip
We have declined to an all-time low
Tarts have become the set to know

(Eva:)
I am only a radio star with just one weekly show
But speaking as one of the people I want you to know
We are tired of the decline of Argentina
With no sign of a government able to give us the things we deserve

(Army:)
It's no crime for officers to do as they please
As long as they're discreet and keep clear of disease
We ignore, we disregard
But once they allow a bit on the side
To move to the center where she's not qualified
We are forced to mark his card

She should get into her head
She should not get out of bed
She should know that she's not paid
To be loud but to be laid
Slut! Dangerous Jade

(Che:)
This has really been your year, Miss Duarte
Tell us where you go from here, Miss Duarte
Which are the roles that you yearn to play?
Whom did you sleep ... dine with yesterday?

(Eva:)
Acting is limiting, the line's not mine
That's no help to the Argentine

(Che:)
Can we assume then that you'll quit?
Is this because of your involvement with Colonel Peron?

(Heavies:)
Goodnight and thank you

(Army:)
She won't be kept happy by her nights on the tiles
She says it's his body, but she's after his files
So get back on to the street

She should get into her head
She should not get out of bed
She should know that she's not paid
To be loud but to be laid
The evidence suggests
She has other interests
If it's her who's using him
He's exceptionally dim

(Aristocrats:)
Things have reached a pretty pass
When someone pretty lower-class
Graceless and vulgar, uninspired
Can be accepted and admired

A New Argentina

lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber
vocals by Madonna, Jonathan Pryce, and Antonio Banderas
Disc 1, Track 14, Time: 8:13
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(Peron:)
Dice are rolling, the knives are out
Would-be presidents are all around
I don't say they mean harm
But they'd each give an arm
To see us six feet underground

(Eva:)
It doesn't matter what those morons say
Our nation's leaders are a feeble crew
There's only twenty of them anyway
What is twenty next to millions who
Are looking to you?

All you have to do is sit and wait
Keeping out of everybody's way
We'll ... you'll be handed power on a plate
When the ones who matter have their say
And with chaos installed
You can reluctantly agree to be called

(Peron:)
There again we could be foolish not to quit while we're ahead
For distance lends enchantment, and that is why
All exiles are distinguished, more important, they're not dead
I could find job satisfaction in Paraguay

(Eva:)
This is crazy defeatist talk
Why commit political suicide, there's no risk
There's no call for any action at all
When you have unions on your side

(Workers:)
A new Argentina, the chains of the masses untied
A new Argentina, the voice of the people
Cannot be denied

(Eva:)
There is only one man who can lead any workers' regime
He lives for your problems, he shares your ideals and your dream
He supports you, for he loves you
Understands you, is one of you
If not, how could he love me?

(Workers:)
A new Argentina, the workers' battle song
A new Argentina, the voice of the people
Rings out loud and long

(Eva:)
Now I am a worker, I've suffered the way that you do
I've been unemployed, and I've starved and I've hated it too
But I found my salvation in Peron, may the nation
Let him save them as he saved me

(All:)
A new Argentina, a new age about to begin
A new Argentina, we face the world together
And no dissent within

(Peron:)
There again we could be foolish not to quit while we're ahead
I can see us many miles away, inactive
Sipping cocktails on a terrace, taking breakfast in bed
Sleeping easy, doing nothing, it's attractive

(Eva:)
Don't think I don't think like you
I often get those nightmares too
They always take some swallowing
Sometimes it's very difficult to keep momentum
If it's you that you are following
Don't close doors, keep an escape clause
Because we might lose the Big Apple

But would I have done what I did
If I hadn't thought, if I hadn't known
We would take the country

(Eva:)
Peron has resigned from the army and this we avow
The descamisados are those he is marching with now
He supports you, for he loves you
Understands you, is one of you
If not, how could he love me?

(All:)
A new Argentina, the chains of the masses untied
A new Argentina, the voice of the people
Cannot be, and must not be denied

(Che:)
How annoying that they have to fight elections for their cause
The inconvenience, having to get a majority
If normal methods of persuasion fail to win them applause
There are other ways of establishing authority

(All:)
A new Argentina, the chains of the masses untied
A new Argentina, the voice of the people
Cannot be, and will not be, and must not be denied.

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