High Flying, Adored

ACT TWO

ON THE BALCONY OF THE CASA ROSADA / DON’T CRY FOR ME ARGENTINA

CHE

People of Argentina!

Your newly elected President–Juan Peron!

PERON

Argentinos! Argentinos! We are all shirtless now!

Fighting against our common enemies–

Poverty, social injustice, foreign domination of

our industries!

Reaching for our common goals–

Our independence, our dignity, our pride!

Let the world know that our great nation is awakening

and that its heart beats in the humble bodies of Juan

Peron
and his wife, the first lady of Argentina,

Eva Duarte de Peron!

CHE

As a mere observer of this tasteless phenomenon, one has

to admire the stage management

There again–perhaps I’m more than a mere observer –

listen to my enthusiasm, gentleman! Peron! Peron!

Peron!
Look, if I take off my shirt, will you-

EVA

It won’t be easy, you’ll think it strange

When I try to explain how I feel

That I still need your love after all that I’ve done

You won’t believe me

All you will see is a girl you once knew

Although she’s dressed up to the nines

At sixes and sevens with you

I had to let it happen, I had to change

Couldn’t stay all my life down at heel

Looking out of the window, staying out of the sun

So I chose freedom

Running around trying everything new

But nothing impressed me at all

I never expected it to

Don’t cry for me Argentina

The truth is I never left you

All through my wild days

My mad existence

I kept my promise

Don’t keep your distance

And as for fortune, and as for fame

I never invited them in

Though it seemed to the world they were all I desired

They are illusions

They are not the solutions they promised to be

The answer was here all the time
I love you and hope you love me

Don’t cry for me Argentina…

Don’t cry for me Argentina

The truth is I never left you

All through my wild days

My mad existence

I kept my promise

Don’t keep your distance

Have I said too much?
There’s nothing more I can think

of to say to you

But all you have to do
is look at me to know that every

word is true

Just listen to that! The voice of Argentina! We are

adored! We are loved!

OFFICER

Statesmanship is more than entertaining peasants

EVA

We shall see, little man

CROWD

Evita Peron! La Santa Peronista!

EVA

I am only a simple woman who lives to serve Peron in his

noble crusade to rescue his people! I was once as you are

now! I have taken these riches from the oligarchs only for

you–for all of you! One day you will inherit these

treasures! Descamisados! When they fire those cannons,

when the crowds sing of glory, it is not just for Peron,

but for all of us! All of us!

AN ARISTOCRAT

Things have reached a pretty pass

When someone pretty lower class

Can be accepted and admired-

EVA

But your despicable class is dead!
Look who they are calling

for now!

HIGH FLYING, ADORED

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

And 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’s not exactly

clear

A shame you did it all at twenty-six

There are no mysteries now

Nothing can thrill you

No-one fulfill you

High flying, adored, I hope you come to terms with

boredom

So famous, so easily, so soon, is 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, I’ve been called names but they’re

the strangest

My story’s quite usual, local girl makes good,

weds famous man

I was slap in the right place at the perfect time

Filled a gap–I was lucky

But one thing I’ll say for me

No-one else can fill it like I can

RAINBOW HIGH

EVA

I don’t really think I need

The reasons why I won’t succeed

I haven’t started!

Let’s get this show on the road

Let’s make it obvious

Peron is off and rolling

EVA’s DRESSERS

Eyes! Hair! Mouth! Figure! Dress! Voice! Style!

Movement! Hands! Magic! Rings! Glamour! Face!

Diamonds! Excitement! Image!

EVA

I came from the people

They need to adore me

So Christian Dior me

From my head to my toes

I need to be dazzling

I want to be Rainbow High!

They must have excitement

And so must I

EVA’s DRESSERS

Eyes! Hair! Mouth! Figure! Dress! Voice! Style! Movement!

EVA

I’m their product

It’s vital you sell me

So Machiavell-me

Make an Argentine Rose!

I need to be thrilling

I shall be Rainbow High!

They need their escape

And so do I

EVA’s DRESSERS

Eyes! Hair! Mouth! Figure! Dress! Voice! Style!

Movement! Hands! Magic! Rings! Glamour! Face!

Diamonds! Excitement! Image!

EVA

All my descamisados expect me to outshine the enemy–

the aristocracy

I won’t disappoint them!

I’m their savior!

That’s what they call me

So Lauren Bacall me

Anything goes

To make me fantastic

I have to be Rainbow High

In magical colors–

You’re not decorating a girl for a night on the town!

And I’m not a second-rate queen getting kicks with

a crown!

Next stop will be Europe!

The Rainbow’s gonna tour

Dressed up, somewhere to go

We’ll put on a show!

Look out, mighty Europe!

Because you oughta know what’cha gonna get in me

Just a little touch of

Just a little touch of

Argentina’s brand of

Star quality!

RAINBOW TOUR

PERON

People of Europe! I send you the Rainbow of Argentina!

CHE

Spain has fallen to the charms of Evita

She can do what she likes–it doesn’t matter much

She’s the New World Madonna with the golden touch

She filled a bull-ring–forty-five thousand seater

But if you’re prettier than General Franco

That’s not hard

Franco’s reign in Spain should see out the forties

So you’ve just acquired an ally who

Looks as secure in his job as you

More important, current political thought is

Your wife’s a phenomenal asset

Your trump card

PERON and OFFICERS

Let’s hear it for the Rainbow Tour

It’s been an incredible success

We weren’t quite sure, we had a few doubts

CHE

Would Evita win through?

PERON and OFFICERS

But the answer is yes!

EVA

There you are, I told you so

Makes no difference where we go

The whole world over–just the same

You should have heard them call our name

And who would underestimate the actress now?

PERON

I’m not underestimating you–just do the same thing in

Italy please

CHE

Now I don’t like to spoil a wonderful story

But the news from Rome is not so good

She hasn’t gone down like we thought she would

Italy’s unconvinced by Argentine glory

They equate Peron with Mussolini

Can’t think why

EVA

Did you here that?

They called me a whore!

They actually called me a whore!

AN ITALIAN ADMIRAL (CHE)

But Signora Peron–

It’s an easy mistake

I’m still called an admiral

yet I gave up the sea long ago

CHE / OFFICERS

Things aren’t all that bad she met with the Pope

She got a Papal decoration and a kindly word

So even if the crowds gave our lady the bird

The Argentine/Italy axis does have some hope

She still made a fabulous impact

Caught the eye

PERON and OFFICERS

Let’s here it for the Rainbow Tour

It’s been an incredible success

We weren’t quite sure, we had a few doubts

CHE

Would Evita win through?

PERON and OFFICERS

But the answer is–

CHE

A qualified–

PERON and OFFICERS

Yes!

CHE

Eva started well, no question, in France

Shining like the sun through the post-war haze

A beautiful reminder of the carefree days

She nearly captured the French, she sure had the chance

But she suddenly seemed to lose interest

She looked tired

PERON and OFFICERS

Tired? Eva tired?

CHE

Face the facts, the Rainbow’s starting to fade

I don’t think she’ll make it to England now

PERON

It wasn’t on the schedule anyhow

CHE

You’d better get out the flags and fix a parade

Some kind of coming home triumph

Is required

PERON and OFFICERS

Let’s here it for the Rainbow Tour

It’s been an incredible successv

We weren’t quite sure, we had a few doubts

Would Evita win through?

CHE

And the answer is–

PERON and OFFICERS

Yes

CHE

And no

PERON and OFFICERS

And yes

CHE

And no

PERON and OFFICERS

And yes… and no

Let’s here it for the Rainbow Tour

It’s been an incredible success…

EVA

Who the hell does the King of England think he is?

Tea at some tinpot castle of his–what kind of invitation

is that?

Argentina’s First Lady deserves Buckingham Palace!

If England can do without me

Then Argentina can do without England!

THE ACTRESS HASN’T LEARNED THE LINES YOU’D LIKE TO HEAR

ARISTOCRACY

Thus all fairy stories end

Only an actress would pretend

Affairs of state are her latest play

Eight shows a week two matinees
My how the worm begins to turn

When will the chorus girl ever learn?

My how the worm begins to turn

When will the chorus girl ever learn?

EVA

The chorus girl hasn’t learned the lines you’d like to hear

She won’t be scrambling over the backs of the poor to be

accepted

By making donations–just large enough–to the correct

charity

She won’t be president of your wonderful society of

philanthropy

Even if you asked her to be

As you should have asked her to be

The actress hasn’t learned the lines you’d like to hear

She won’t join your clubs, she won’t dance in your halls

She won’t help the hungry once a month at your tombolas

She’ll simply take control as you disappear

CHE

Forgive my intrusion but fine as those sentiments sound

Little has changed for us peasants down here on the

ground

I hate to seem churlish, ungrateful, I don’t like to moan

But do you now represent anyone’s cause but your own?

EVA

Everything done will justified by my Foundation

AND THE MONEY KEPT ROLLING IN (AND OUT)

CHE and WORKERS

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!

Rolling rolling rolling

Rolling on in

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!

Rolling rolling rolling

Rolling on out

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!

Rolling rolling rolling

Rolling on out

If the money keeps rolling in what’s a girl to do?

Cream a little off the top for expenses–wouldn’t you?

But where on Earth can people hide their little piece of

Heaven?

Thank God for Switzerland

Where a girl and a guy with a little petty cash between

them

Can be sure when they deposit no-one’s seen them

Oh what bliss to sign your checks as

three-o-one-two-seven

Never been accounts in the name of Eva Peron!

Rolling rolling rolling

Rolling on in

SANTA EVITA

CHILDREN

Please, gentle Eva, will you bless a little child?

For I love you–tell Heaven I’m doing my best

I’m praying for you, even though you’re already blessed

Please, mother Eva, will you look upon me as your own?

Make me special, be my angel, be my everything wonderful

perfect and true

And I’ll try to be exactly like you

Please, holy Eva, will you feed a hungry child?

For I love you–tell Heaven I’m doing my best…

CHE

Get them while they’re young, Evita, get them while they’re

young!

CHILDREN

…I’m praying for you, even though you’re already blessed

WORKERS

Santa Santa Evita

Madre de todos los ninos

De los tiranizados

De los descamisados

De los trabajadores

De la Argentina

CHE

Why try to govern a country when you can become a saint?

WALTZ FOR EVA AND CHE

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 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

I’ll pay your fare, give three cheers

But first tell me who’d be delighted

To witness me tackle

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

SHE IS A DIAMOND

OFFICERS

It’s all very well–to a certain extent

For the lady at the side of the President

To show an interest in affairs

But let’s not be blind to the drift of events

She’s eclipsing the strength of the government

She should return to below stairs

She will never win our hearts

She’s a woman for a start

She holds no elected post

She’s an ornament at most

CHE

What’s new Buenos Aires? Your nation, which a few years

ago had the second largest gold reserves in the world, is

bankrupt! A country which grew up and grew rich on

beef is rationing it! La Prensa, one of the few newspapers

which dares to oppose Peronism, has been silenced, and

so have all other reasonable voices! I’ll tell you what’s

new Buenos Aires!

PERON

But on the other hand–she’s all they have

She’s a diamond in their dull gray lives–and that’s the

Hardest kind of stone–it usually survives

And if you think about it, can you recall

The last time they loved anyone at all?

She’s not a bauble you can brush aside

She’s been out doing what we just talked about–example

Gave us back our businesses, got the English out

And when you think about it–well why not do

One or two of the things we promised to?

But on the other hand she’s slowing down

She’s lost a little of that magic drive–but I would

Not advise her critics present to derive

Any satisfaction from her fading star

She’s the one who’s kept us where we are

OFFICERS

She’s the one who’s kept you where you are

DICE ARE ROLLING

PERON

Dice are rolling, the knives are out

I see every bad sign in the book

And as far as they can–overweight to a man!

They have that lean and hungry look

EVA

But we still have the magic we’ve always had!
The

descamisados still worship me–we arrived thanks to

them and no-one else;
no thanks to your generals–a

clutch of stuffed cuckoos!

PERON

It’s not a question of a big parade, proving we’re big with

the mobs on the street–

EVA

You’re wrong–the people, my people–

PERON

The people belong to no-one!
They are fickle, can be

manipulated, they don’t matter!
However much they love

you now it matters more that
as far as my stuffed

cuckoos are concerned, you don’t politically exist!

EVA

So I don’t exist! So I count for nothing!
Try saying that

on the street when all over the world I am Argentina!

Most of your generals wouldn’t be recognized by their

own mothers!
But they’ll admit I exist when I become

vice-president!

PERON

That won’t work… we’ve been through all of this before,

they’d fight you tooth and nail–you’d never overcome

them with a hundred rallies and even if you did–

EVA

Yes?

PERON

Your little body’s slowly breaking down

You’re losing speed, you’re losing strength–not style–

that goes on

Flourishing forever, but your eyes, your smile

Do not have the sparkle of their fantastic past

If you climb one more mountain it could be your last

EVA

I’m not that ill–bad moments come but they go

Some days are fine, some a little bit harder

But that doesn’t mean

I should change my routine

Have you ever seen

Me defeated?

Don’t you forget what I’ve been through and yet

I’m still standing

And if I am ill–that could even be to your advantage!

PERON

Advantage? I’m trying to point out that you are dying!

This talk of death is chilling–of course you’re not going

to die!

EVA

Then I must now be vice-president!

And I shall have my people come to choose

Two Perons to wear their country’s crowns

In thousands in my squares and avenues

Emptying their villages and towns

Where every soul in home or shack or stall

Knows me as Argentina–that is all

Oh I shall be a great vice-president!

PERON

So what happens now?

So what happens now?

EVA

Where am I going to?

PERON

Don’t ask anymore

EVA’S FINAL BROADCAST

CHE

Forgive my intrusion, Evita, I just have to see

How you admit you have lost–a brand new experience

We got it set up! We fixed you a broadcast–and you’re so

good on the air!

EVA

The actress hasn’t learned the lines you’d like to hear

She’s sad for her country

Sad to be defeated by her own weak body

I want to tell the people of Argentina

I’ve decided I should decline

All the honors and titles you’ve pressed me to take

For I’m contented–let me simply go on

As the woman who brings her people to the heart of

Peron!

Don’t cry for me Argentina

The truth is I shall not leave you

Though it may get harder

For you to see me

I’m Argentina

And always will be

Have I said too much? There’s nothing more I can think

of to say to you

But all you have to do is look at me to know that every

word is true

MONTAGE

CHE

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–

MAGALDI

Eva beware your ambition–

EVA

Screw the middle classes!
I will never accept them and

they will never deny me anything again.
My father’s

other family were middle class, and we were kept out of

sight, hidden from view–

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–

CROWD

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–

PERON

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–

CROWD

Santa Santa Evita

Madre de todos los ninos…

CHE

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

…de los tiranizados

De los descamisados

De los trabajadores

De la Argentina

LAMENT

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!

Oh my daughter! Oh my son!

Understand what I have done!

EMBALMERS

Eyes, hair, face, image

All must be preserved

Still life displayed forever

No less than she deserved

CHE

Money was raised to build a tomb, a monument to

Evita.
Only the pedestal was completed and Evita’s body

disappeared for seventeen years.

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