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Centinela 
Hard
by Nortec Collective Presents: Bostich + Fussible
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The story starts, it was a night
She had a flower in her hair, he had his uniform on tight
He patrolled his watch, like nothing else was wrong
She danced by him with her face as pale as dawn
He looked into her eyes and saw there
He said, "excuse me señorita, but I don't we've had the pleasure"
She said "of course you know me, I'm every year,
but don't you get to close when I'm my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in love that,
a pretty little women with an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted little to do with his caress.
Won't you with me tonite
my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
And this happened every year .. every year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten years from exactly this date
A young man was sent to fight in a far off place
La Centinela had to say goodbye,
had to leave his home and his lover's pretty eyes
It broke her heart and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle hands could persuade him way.
He was for what seemed to be years,
and his lover counted everyday with tears
1st was the last time she
thinking he'd be coming home but all she heard was that he'd died.
She was told he was a brave young man
But it was news his young lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she drowned her sorrow and her soul, the way she knew how
by throwing herself into the well. She together, they'd be together in the afterlife.
Won't you dance with me tonite
my hand the moonlight
All we have is today
my bones blow away.
But what she didn't know, is that she had heard wrong
The young man did return, only to find she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that they were now both alone
Never to dance together again or see how old that they had grown
The next day he placed flowers by the well
burned candles in the evening wishing he'd been the one that fell
He seeing her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he decided to for her, like she had done for all those years
November 2nd from this point on
He made he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they could dance together, for just this one day,
hands his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you with me tonite
Hold my under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just away.
She had a flower in her hair, he had his uniform on tight
He patrolled his watch, like nothing else was wrong
She danced by him with her face as pale as dawn
He looked into her eyes and saw there
He said, "excuse me señorita, but I don't we've had the pleasure"
She said "of course you know me, I'm every year,
but don't you get to close when I'm my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in love that,
a pretty little women with an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted little to do with his caress.
Won't you with me tonite
my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
And this happened every year .. every year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten years from exactly this date
A young man was sent to fight in a far off place
La Centinela had to say goodbye,
had to leave his home and his lover's pretty eyes
It broke her heart and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle hands could persuade him way.
He was for what seemed to be years,
and his lover counted everyday with tears
1st was the last time she
thinking he'd be coming home but all she heard was that he'd died.
She was told he was a brave young man
But it was news his young lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she drowned her sorrow and her soul, the way she knew how
by throwing herself into the well. She together, they'd be together in the afterlife.
Won't you dance with me tonite
my hand the moonlight
All we have is today
my bones blow away.
But what she didn't know, is that she had heard wrong
The young man did return, only to find she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that they were now both alone
Never to dance together again or see how old that they had grown
The next day he placed flowers by the well
burned candles in the evening wishing he'd been the one that fell
He seeing her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he decided to for her, like she had done for all those years
November 2nd from this point on
He made he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they could dance together, for just this one day,
hands his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you with me tonite
Hold my under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just away.
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