(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

(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