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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 in her hair, he had his 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 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 an attitude 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 with me tonite
my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
And this happened every .. every year like work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten years from exactly this 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 wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle could him way.
He was gone for what to be years,
and his beautiful lover counted everyday with tears
November 1st was the last time she cried
thinking he'd be coming but all she heard was he'd died.
She was told he was a brave young man
But it was his young lover 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 under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones blow away.
But what she didn't know, is that she had heard wrong
The man did return, only to that she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that they now both alone
to dance together or see how old 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 knew her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he decided to wait for her, like she had done for all years
November 2nd from this point on
He made he patrolled until the of dawn
So they could dance together, for this one day,
Holding hands with his 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 blow away.
She had a in her hair, he had his 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 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 an attitude 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 with me tonite
my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
And this happened every .. every year like work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten years from exactly this 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 wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle could him way.
He was gone for what to be years,
and his beautiful lover counted everyday with tears
November 1st was the last time she cried
thinking he'd be coming but all she heard was he'd died.
She was told he was a brave young man
But it was his young lover 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 under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones blow away.
But what she didn't know, is that she had heard wrong
The man did return, only to that she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that they now both alone
to dance together or see how old 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 knew her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he decided to wait for her, like she had done for all years
November 2nd from this point on
He made he patrolled until the of dawn
So they could dance together, for this one day,
Holding hands with his 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 blow away.
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