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