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Centinela 
Hard
by Nortec Collective Presents: Bostich + Fussible
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The story starts, it was a November night
She had a flower in her hair, he had his uniform on tight
He patrolled his watch, like else was wrong
She danced by him her face 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 close when I'm dancing 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 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 blow away.
And this happened every year .. like clock work.
But let me tell how it really began
About ten years from exactly date
A young 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 him to
But not even her gentle hands persuade him another way.
He was gone for what seemed to be years,
and his beautiful everyday tears
November 1st was the last time she cried
thinking he'd be coming but all she was that he'd died.
She was he was a brave young man
But it was news his lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she her sorrow and her soul, the only way she knew how
by throwing herself into the well. She together, they'd be in the afterlife.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand the moonlight
All we have is just today
my bones just blow away.
But what she didn't know, is that she had heard wrong
The young man did return, only to find that she had fallen
Her untimely death meant they were now both alone
Never to dance together or see how old that they had grown
The 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 wait for her, like she had done for all those years
November 2nd from point on
He made sure he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they could together, for just this one day,
Holding hands his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
She had a flower in her hair, he had his uniform on tight
He patrolled his watch, like else was wrong
She danced by him her face 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 close when I'm dancing 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 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 blow away.
And this happened every year .. like clock work.
But let me tell how it really began
About ten years from exactly date
A young 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 him to
But not even her gentle hands persuade him another way.
He was gone for what seemed to be years,
and his beautiful everyday tears
November 1st was the last time she cried
thinking he'd be coming but all she was that he'd died.
She was he was a brave young man
But it was news his lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she her sorrow and her soul, the only way she knew how
by throwing herself into the well. She together, they'd be in the afterlife.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand the moonlight
All we have is just today
my bones just blow away.
But what she didn't know, is that she had heard wrong
The young man did return, only to find that she had fallen
Her untimely death meant they were now both alone
Never to dance together or see how old that they had grown
The 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 wait for her, like she had done for all those years
November 2nd from point on
He made sure he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they could together, for just this one day,
Holding hands his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
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