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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 uniform on tight
He patrolled his watch, like nothing else was wrong
She danced by him with her as pale as dawn
He looked into 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 when I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in love with that,
a pretty women with an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted to do his caress.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones blow away.
And this happened every year .. year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
ten from exactly date
A man was sent away to fight in a far off place
La had to say goodbye,
had to his home and his lover's pretty eyes
It her heart and she wanted him to stay
But not her gentle hands him another way.
He was gone for to be years,
and his beautiful lover counted everyday with tears
November 1st was the last time she cried
thinking he'd be coming home but all she was that he'd died.
She was he was a brave young man
But it was his young lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she her sorrow and her soul, the only way she knew how
by throwing into the well. She thought together, they'd be together in the afterlife.
Won't you with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
my bones blow away.
But what she didn't know, is she had heard wrong
The young man did return, only to find she had fallen
Her untimely death that they were now both alone
Never to together again or see how old they had grown
The next day he 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 to wait 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,
Holding hands 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 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 as pale as dawn
He looked into 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 when I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in love with that,
a pretty women with an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted to do his caress.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones blow away.
And this happened every year .. year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
ten from exactly date
A man was sent away to fight in a far off place
La had to say goodbye,
had to his home and his lover's pretty eyes
It her heart and she wanted him to stay
But not her gentle hands him another way.
He was gone for to be years,
and his beautiful lover counted everyday with tears
November 1st was the last time she cried
thinking he'd be coming home but all she was that he'd died.
She was he was a brave young man
But it was his young lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she her sorrow and her soul, the only way she knew how
by throwing into the well. She thought together, they'd be together in the afterlife.
Won't you with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
my bones blow away.
But what she didn't know, is she had heard wrong
The young man did return, only to find she had fallen
Her untimely death that they were now both alone
Never to together again or see how old they had grown
The next day he 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 to wait 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,
Holding hands 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 just today
Until my bones just away.
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