It won’t be easy.
You’ll think it’s 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’ll see is a girl you on-c e 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 [the] heels.
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 seems to the world
they were all I desired;
they are illusions. they’re
not the solutions they promised to be.
The answer was here all the time.
I loved you and hope you loved me.
Don’t cry for me, Argentina!
Have I said too much?
There’s nothing more I can think of,
to say to you.
But all you have to do is [to] look at me
to know that every word is true
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