Oh What A Circus Lyrics - Singles - Antonio Banderas

(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