The choice was mine and mine completely,
I could have any prize that i desired
I could burn with the splendor 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 would sixty, seventy be?
I saw the lights and I was on my way
And how I lived
How they shone.
but how soon the lights were gone.
Che (Antonio): The choice was yours and no one elses
you can cry for a body in despair
hang your head
because she is no longer there
And how she lived
how she shone
but how soon her lights were gone.
Some Men: Eyes hair face image
All must be preserved
Still life displayes for Eva.
No less than she deserves!