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Posted By: MorwenEdhelwen1
20-Aug-11 - 12:00 AM
Thread Name: Origins: Forgotten brigade- Waltz for Eva and Che
Subject: RE: Origins: Forgotten brigade- Waltz for Eva and Che
I did some research and I can't find anything that suggests what it may mean :(. So, for the record (copy-and pasted from the thread "Conversation songs between men and women.")

Lyr Add: Waltz for Eva and Che (Rice/Webber)

WALTZ FOR EVA AND CHE
From the musical "Evita".
Lyrics by Tim Rice, music by Andrew Lloyd Webber

CHE. Tell me before I waltz out of your life,
Before turning my back on the past,
Forgive my impertinent behaviour,
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 saviour
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-honoured 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

CHORUS (Both) 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,
And look never further than this week or next week,
To have no impossible dream?
(CHORUS)

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?

(CHORUS)

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. Oh, my Creator!
Oh, what's the good of the strongest heart,
In a body that's falling apart?
A serious flaw, I hope You know that.