《Dice Are Rolling》是Michael Cerveris、Elena Roger、Ricky Martin演唱的歌曲，由Andrew Lloyd-Webber作曲，Tim Rice作詞，收錄於專輯《Evita (New Broadway Cast Recording (2012))》。
基本介紹
- 外文名：Dice Are Rolling
- 所屬專輯：Evita (New Broadway Cast Recording (2012))
- 歌曲原唱：Michael Cerveris、Elena Roger、Ricky Martin
- 填詞：Tim Rice
- 譜曲：Andrew Lloyd-Webber
- 發行日期：2012年6月25日
歌曲歌詞
Produced by：Andrew Lloyd-Webber/Nigel Wright
Dice are rolling the knives are out
I see every bad sign in the book
And as far as they can-overweight to a man
They have that lean and hungry look
But we still have the magic we've always had
The descamisados still worship me
We arrived thanks to them and no-one else
No thanks to your generals-a clutch of stuffed cuckoos
It's not a question of a big
Parade proving we're big with the mobs on the street
You're wrong-the people my people
The people belong to no-one
They are fickle can be manipulated they don't matter
However much they love you now it matters more that
As far as my stuffed cuckoos are concerned you don't politically exist
So I don't exist so I count for nothing
Try saying that on the street
When all over the world I am Argentina
Most of your generals wouldn't be recognized
By their own mothers
But they'll admit I exist when I become vice-president
That won't work we've been through all of this before
They'd fight you tooth and nail-you'd never overcome
Them with a hundred rallies and even if you did
Yes
Your little body's slowly breaking down
You're losing speed you're losing strength-not style-that goes on
Flourishing forever but your eyes your smile
Do not have the sparkle of their fantastic past
If you climb one more mountain it could be your last
I'm not that ill-bad moments come but they go
Some days are fine some a little bit harder
But that doesn't mean
I should change my routine
Have you ever seen
Me defeated
Don't you forget what I've been through and yet
I'm still standing
And if I am ill-that could even be to your advantage
Advantage I'm trying to point out that you are dying
This talk of death is chilling-of course you're not going to die
Then I must now be vice-president
And I shall have my people come to choose
Two Perons to wear their country's crowns
In thousands in my squares and avenues
Emptying their villages and towns
Where every soul in home or shack or stall
Knows me as Argentina-that is all
Oh I shall be a great vice-president
So what happens now
So what happens now
Where am I going to
Don't ask anymore
