Lament [Spanish translation]

Eva

The choice was mine, and mine completely

I could have any prize that I desired

I could burn with the splendors 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 I shone

But how soon the lights were gone

The choice was mine and no one else's

I could have the millions at my feet

Give my life to people I might never meet

Or else to children of my own

Remember I was very young then

Thought I needed the numbers on my side

Thought the more that loved me

The more loved I’d be

And such things cannot be multiplied

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

Money was raised and a tomb was built

A monument to Evita

Only the pedestal was completed

And Evita's body disappeared for seventeen years