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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 was wrong
She by him with her as as dawn
He looked into her eyes and saw there
He said, "excuse me señorita, but I don't believe we've had the pleasure"
She said "of course you me, I'm here every year,
but don't you get to when I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not in love that,
a pretty little women with an attitude to match"
He for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted little to do with his caress.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
And this every .. 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 away to in a far off place
La Centinela had to say goodbye,
had to leave his home and his lover's pretty eyes
It her heart and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was for what seemed 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 heard was that he'd died.
She was told he was a brave man
But it was news his young just, she just couldn't understand.
So she drowned her sorrow and her soul, the only way she knew how
by throwing herself into the well. She thought together, they'd be together in the afterlife.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my just blow away.
But what she didn't know, is that she had heard wrong
The young man did return, 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
burned candles in the evening wishing he'd been the one that fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he decided to wait for her, she had done for all those years
November 2nd from this point on
He made sure he patrolled the break of dawn
So they dance together, for just this one day,
Holding 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 just today
Until my bones just away.
She had a flower in her hair, he had his on tight
He his watch, like nothing was wrong
She by him with her as as dawn
He looked into her eyes and saw there
He said, "excuse me señorita, but I don't believe we've had the pleasure"
She said "of course you me, I'm here every year,
but don't you get to when I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not in love that,
a pretty little women with an attitude to match"
He for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted little to do with his caress.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
And this every .. 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 away to in a far off place
La Centinela had to say goodbye,
had to leave his home and his lover's pretty eyes
It her heart and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was for what seemed 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 heard was that he'd died.
She was told he was a brave man
But it was news his young just, she just couldn't understand.
So she drowned her sorrow and her soul, the only way she knew how
by throwing herself into the well. She thought together, they'd be together in the afterlife.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my just blow away.
But what she didn't know, is that she had heard wrong
The young man did return, 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
burned candles in the evening wishing he'd been the one that fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he decided to wait for her, she had done for all those years
November 2nd from this point on
He made sure he patrolled the break of dawn
So they dance together, for just this one day,
Holding 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 just today
Until my bones just away.
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