Great Songs From My Favorite Musicals~Lyrics

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 I 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 mark your ado with three cheers But first tell me who'd be delighted If I said I'd take on the 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

DULCINEA From Man of LaMancha Lyrics by Joe Darion Don Quixote sings to the sullen kitchen wench Aldonza, whom -- much to her surprise and initially, dismay -- he has discovered to be Dulcinea -- the lady he serves and adores, but has never met -- until now. I have dreamed thee too long, Never seen thee or touched thee, but known thee with all of my heart, Half a prayer, half a song, Thou has always been with me, though we have been always apart. Dulcinea ... Dulcinea ... I see heaven when I see thee, Dulcinea, And thy name is like a prayer an angel whispers ... Dulcinea ... Dulcinea! If I reach out to thee, Do not tremble and shrink from the touch of my hand on thy hair. Let my fingers but see Thou art warm and alive, and no phantom to fade in the air. Dulcinea ... Dulcinea ... I have sought thee, sung thee, dreamed thee, Dulcinea! Now I've found thee, and the world shall know thy glory. Dulcinea ... Dulcinea!