Montage

(In her last hours, images, people and events from her life flow through EVA's mind, while the nation's grief knows no bounds – to the mass of the people she is already a saint, nothing less. EVA hears fragments from:)

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.

Eva beware your ambition.

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.

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.

Why are you at my side?
How can I be any use to you now?
Give me a chance and I'll let you see how
Nothing has changed.

Santa Santa Evita
Madre de todos los ninos...
...de los tiranizados
De los descamisados
De los trabajadores
De la Argentina.

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!