.I'm not a saint, I'm not a soldier. I'm just a picture frame that could not hold her. But don't cry for me, Argentina. I tried to make a bride out of a ballerina. And she's still... Half there and dancing, Half there and dancing, Half there and dancing in my room. Do the stars above ever long to be .
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