My Evita She's singing
in the morning
Oh my dear Evita
She's singing
in the morning trying to talk
about her stories in the night
When the sun goes home
and moon rises brighten night
and make you sleep
So the all things in your mind
go sleep for long time
never wake up
Then my sad
Evita rises and say
I'm happy in the morning again
Nothing in my worried mind
and I'll pray for every morning
like this time
Oh singing in the morning
My Evita singing in the morning
Oh my dear Evita She's singing
in the morning trying to talk
about her stories in the night
When the sun goes home
and moon rises brighten night
and make you sleep
So the all things in your mind
go sleep for long time
never wake up
Then my sad
Evita rises and say
I'm happy in the morning again
Nothing in my worried mind
and I'll pray for every morning
like this time oh My dear Evita