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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 uniform on tight
He patrolled his watch, like nothing else was wrong
She danced by him with her as pale as dawn
He looked her eyes and saw nothing there
He said, "excuse me señorita, but I don't we've had the pleasure"
She said "of course you 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 with that,
a pretty little an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she little to do with his gentle caress.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just away.
And this happened every year .. every year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten years from exactly date
A young man was sent away to in a far off place
La Centinela had to say goodbye,
had to his and his lover's pretty eyes
It broke her heart and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was gone for what to be years,
and his lover counted everyday 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 young man
But it was news his young lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she drowned her 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 me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my just away.
But what 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 or see how old that they had grown
The next day he placed by the well
burned candles in the evening he'd been the one that fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't just tears
So he decided to wait for her, like she had done for all those years
November 2nd this on
He made he patrolled the break of dawn
So they dance together, for just this one day,
Holding hands with his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you dance with me tonite
my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my just blow 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 her eyes and saw nothing there
He said, "excuse me señorita, but I don't we've had the pleasure"
She said "of course you 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 with that,
a pretty little an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she little to do with his gentle caress.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just away.
And this happened every year .. every year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten years from exactly date
A young man was sent away to in a far off place
La Centinela had to say goodbye,
had to his and his lover's pretty eyes
It broke her heart and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was gone for what to be years,
and his lover counted everyday 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 young man
But it was news his young lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she drowned her 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 me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my just away.
But what 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 or see how old that they had grown
The next day he placed by the well
burned candles in the evening he'd been the one that fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't just tears
So he decided to wait for her, like she had done for all those years
November 2nd this on
He made he patrolled the break of dawn
So they dance together, for just this one day,
Holding hands with his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you dance with me tonite
my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my just blow away.
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