歌词
作词 : Andrew Lloyd Webber/Tim Rice
作曲 : Andrew Lloyd Webber/Tim Rice
Dice are rolling, the knives are out
Would-be presidents are all around
I don't say they mean harm
But they'd each give an arm
To see us six feet under ground
It doesn't matter what those morons say
Our nation's leaders are a feeble crew
There's only twenty of them anyway
What is twenty next to millions
Who are looking to you
All you have to do is sit and wait
Keeping out of everybody's way
We'll... you'll be handed power on a plate
When the ones who matter have their say
And with chaos installed
You can reluctantly agree to be called
There again we could be foolish
Not to quit while we're ahead
For distance lends enchantment
And that is why all exiles are distinguished
More important, they're not dead
I could find job satisfaction in Paraguay
This is crazy, defeatist talk
Why commit political suicide?
There's no risk
There's no call for any action at all
When you have unions on your side
A new Argentina
The chains of the masses untied
A new Argentina
The voice of the people cannot be denied
There is only one man who can lead
Any worker's regime
He lives for your problem
He shares your ideals and your dream
He supports you, for he loves you
Understands you, is one of you
If not, how could he love me
A new Argentina
The worker's battle song
A new Argentina
The voice of the people rings out loud and long
Now I am a worker
I've suffered the way that you do
I've been unemployed and I've starved
And I've hated it too
But I've found my salvation in Peron
May the nation let him save them
As he saved me
A new Argentina
A new age about to begin
A new Argentina
We face the world together
And no dissent within
There again we could be foolish
Not to quit while we're ahead
I can see us many miles away, inactive
Sipping cocktails on a terrace
Taking breakfast in bed
Sleeping easy, doing nothing
It's attractive
Don't think I don't think like you
I often get those nightmares too
They always take some swallowing
Sometimes it's very difficult to keep momentum
If it's you that you are following
Don't close doors, keep an escape clause
Because we might lose The Big Apple
But would I have done what I did
If I hadn't thought, if I hadn't known
We would take the country
Peron has resigned from the army and this we avow
The descamisados are those he is marching with now
He supports you, for he loves you
Understands you, is one of you
If not, how could he love me
A new Argentina
The chains of the masses untied
A new Argentina
The voice of the people cannot be and must not be denied
How annoying that they have to
Fight elections for their cause
The inconvenience having to get a majority
If normal methods of persuasion
Fail to win them applause
There are other ways of establishing authority
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 denied