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.
(dies)
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 to shine, dazzle, or betray 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!