Antonio Banderas

No s por qu te quiero
(con Antonio Banderas)

No s por qu te quiero
ser que tengo alma de bolero
t siempre buscas lo que no tengo
te busco en todos y no te encuentro
digo tu nombre cuando no debo.

No s por qu te quiero
si voy a tientas t vas sin freno
te me apareces en los espejos
como una sombra de cuerpo entero,
yo me pellizco y no me lo creo.

Si no me hicieran falta tus besos
me trataras mejor que a un perro
piensa que es libre porque anda suelto
mientras arrastras la soga al cuello.

Querer como te quiero
no va a caber en ningn bolero
te me desbordas dentro del pecho
me robas tantas horas de sueo
me miento tanto que me lo creo.

Si no me hicieran falta tus besos...

Querer como te quiero
no tiene nombre ni documentos
no tiene madre no tiene precio
soy hoja seca que arrastra el tiempo
medio feliz en medio del cielo.

(Che:)
And the money kept rolling in from every side
Eva's pretty hands reached out and they reached wide
Now you may feel it should have been a voluntary cause
But that's not the point my friends
When the money keeps rolling in, you don't ask how
Think of all the people guaranteed a good time now
Eva's called the hungry to her, open up the doors
Never been a fund like the Foundation Eva Peron

(Workers:)
Rollin' rollin' rollin', rollin' rollin' rollin'
Rollin' rollin' rollin', rollin' rollin' rollin'
Rollin' rollin' rollin', rollin' rollin' rollin'
Rollin' rollin' rollin', rollin' rollin' rollin'

Rollin' on in, rollin' on in
Rollin' on in, rollin' on in
On in

(Che:)
Would you like to try a college education?
Own your landlord's house, take the family on vacation?
Eva and her blessed fund can make your dreams come true
Here's all you have to do my friends
Write your name and your dream on a card or a pad or a ticket
Throw it high in the air and should our lady pick it
She will change your way of life for a week or even two
Name me anyone who cares as much as Eva Peron

Rollin' on out, rollin' on out
Rollin' on out, rollin' on out
On out

(Che:)
And the money kept rolling out in all directions
To the poor, to the weak, to the destitute of all complexions
Now cynics claim a little of the cash has gone astray
But that's not the point my friends
When the money keeps rolling out you don't keep books
You can tell you've done well by the happy grateful looks
Accountants only slow things down, figures get in the way
Never been a lady loved as much as Eva Peron

Rollin' on out, rollin' on out
Rollin' on out, rollin' on out
On out

(Che:)
Eva!!!
When the money keeps rolling out you don't keep books
You can tell you've done well by the happy grateful looks
Accountants only slow things down, figures get in the way
Never been a lady loved as much as Eva Peron

Rollin' on out, rollin' on out
Rollin' on out, rollin' on out
Rollin' on out, rollin' on out
On out

(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

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 ...

(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 ...

(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

(Che:)
High flying, adored
So young, the instant queen
A rich beautiful thing, of all the talents
A cross between a fantasy of the bedroom and a saint
You were just a backstreet girl
Hustling and fighting, scratching and biting

High flying, adored
Did you believe in your wildest moments
All this would be yours
That you'd become the lady of them all?

Were there stars in your eyes
When you crawled in at night
From the bars, from the sidewalks
From the gutter theatrical
Don't look down, it's a long, long way to fall

High flying, adored
What happens now, where do you go from here?
For someone on top of the world
The view is not exactly clear
A shame you did it all at twenty-six
There are no mysteries now
Nothing can thrill you, noone fulfill you

High flying, adored
I hope you come to terms with boredom
So famous so easily, so soon
It's not the wisest thing to be

You won't care if they love you
It's been done before
You'll despair if they hate you
You'll be drained of all energy
All the young who've made it would agree

(Eva:)
High flying, adored
That's good to hear but unimportant
My story's quite usual
Local girl makes good, weds famous man
I was stuck in the right place at the perfect time
Filled a gap, I was lucky
But one thing I'll say for me
Noone else can fill it like I can

(Eva:)
The choice was mine, and mine completely
I could have any prize that I desired
I could burn with the splendor of the brightest fire
Or else, or else I could choose time

Remember I was very young then
And a year was forever and a day
So what use could fifty, sixty, seventy be?
I saw the lights, and I was on my way

And how I lived, how they shone
But how soon the lights were gone

(Che:)
The choice was yours and noone else's
You can cry for a body in despair
Hang your head because she is no longer there
To shine, to dazzle, or betray
How she lived, how she shone
But how soon the lights were gone

(Embalmers:)
Eyes, hair, face, image
All must be preserved
Still life displayed forever
No less than she deserved.

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

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

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

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

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

It's our funeral too

(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

(Che:)
Tell me before I waltz out of your life
Before turning my back on the past
Forgive my impertinent behavior
But how long do you think this pantomime can last?
Tell me before I ride off in the sunset
There's one thing I never got clear
How can you claim you're our savior
When those who oppose you are stepped on,
Or cut up, or simply disappear?

(Eva:)
Tell me before you get onto your bus
Before joining the forgotten brigade
How can one person like me, say,
Alter the time-honored way the game is played?
Tell me before you get onto your high horse
Just what you expect me to do
I don't care what the bourgeoisie say
I'm not in business for them
But to give all my descamisados
A magical moment or two

(Che and Eva:)
There is evil, ever around
Fundamental system of government
Quite incidental

(Eva:)
So what are my chances of honest advances?
I'd say low
Better to win by admitting my sin
Than to lose with a halo

(Che:)
Tell me before I seek worthier pastures
And thereby restore self-esteem
How can you be so short-sighted
To look never further than this week or next week
To have no impossible dream?

(Eva:)
Allow me to help you slink off to the sidelines
And mark your adieu with three cheers
But first tell me who'd be delighted
If I said I'd take on the world's greatest problems
From war to pollution, no hope of solution
Even if I lived for one hundred years

(Che and Eva:)
There is evil, ever around
Fundamental system of government
Quite incidental

(Eva:)
So go, if you're able, to somewhere unstable
And stay there
Whip up your hate in some tottering state
But not here, dear
Is that clear, dear?

Oh what I'd give for a hundred years
But the physical interferes
Every day more, O my Creator
What is the good of the strongest heart
In a body that's falling apart?
A serious flaw, I hope You know that