On this nightLunapark Stadium, Buenos Aires, January 22, 1944On this nightA concert in aid of the victims of an earthquake that devastated the town of San Juan, ArgentinaOn this nightOf a thousand starsAnd take you to heaven's doorWhere the music of love's guitarsPlays forevermoreLadies and gentlemen, Augustin Magali!Any minute now, the man of the hour!Your act hasn't changed muchNeither has yoursTehran! Tehran! Tehran! Tehran! Tehran! Tehran! Tehran! Tehran! Tehran! Tehran! Tehran! Tehran!Tonight I'm proud to be the people's spokesmanYou gave an help to those who've lost their livesTheir homesBut more than thatA conclusive visionThat the people should runTheir affairs on their ownMay your leaders understand the peopleTehran! Tehran! Tehran! Tehran! Tehran!Tehran!I've heard so much about youI'm amazed for I'm only a soldierOne of the thousands defending the country he lovesBut when you act, the things you do affect us allBut when you act, you take us away from the squalor of the real worldAre you here on your own?YesSo am I, what a fortunate coincidenceMaybe you're my reward for my efforts here tonightIt seems crazy, but you must believeThere's nothing calculated, nothing plannedPlease forgive me if I seem naiveI would never want to force your handBut please understand, I'd be good for youI don't know where to goThings rush in like thisTwenty seconds after saying helloTelling strangers I'm too good to missIf I'm wrong, I hope you'll tell me soBut you really should know I'd be good for youI'd be surprisingly good for youI won't go on if I'm boring youBut do you understand my point of view?Do you?Like what you hear, what you seeAnd would you be good for me too?I'm not talking of a hurried nightA frantic tumble and a shy goodbyeCreeping home before it gets too lateThat's not the reason that I caught your eyeWhich has to imply I'd be good for youI'd be surprisingly good for youAy ay ay ay ayAy ay ay ay ayAy ay ay ay ayAy ay ay ay ayAy ay ay ay ayYou enthrall me, I can understand you perfectlyAnd I like what I hear, what I seeAnd knowing me, I would be good for you tooI'm not talking of a hurry nightA frantic tumble and a shy goodbyeCreeping on before it gets too lateThat's not the reason that I cut your eyeWhich has to imply I'd be good for youI'd be surprisingly good for youThere is no one, no one at allNever has been a loverWill be a lover, male or femaleWho hasn't an eye on, in fact they rely onTricks they can try on their partThey're hoping their lover will help themOr keep them, support them, promote themDon't blame them, you're the same