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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 nothing else was wrong
She by him with her face as as dawn
He looked into her and saw nothing there
He said, "excuse me señorita, but I don't we've had the pleasure"
She said "of 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 in love with that,
a little women with 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 blow away.
And this happened year .. every year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
ten years from exactly this date
A 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 eyes
It broke her and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was gone 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 young man
But it was news his lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she her and her soul, the only way she how
by throwing into the well. She thought together, they'd be in the afterlife.
Won't you dance me tonite
Hold my under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow 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 death meant that they now both alone
Never to dance together again or see how old that they had grown
The next day he placed flowers by the well
burned candles in the wishing he'd been the one that fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't tears
So he to wait for her, she had done for all those years
November 2nd from this on
He made sure he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they could 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
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have 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 nothing else was wrong
She by him with her face as as dawn
He looked into her and saw nothing there
He said, "excuse me señorita, but I don't we've had the pleasure"
She said "of 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 in love with that,
a little women with 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 blow away.
And this happened year .. every year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
ten years from exactly this date
A 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 eyes
It broke her and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was gone 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 young man
But it was news his lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she her and her soul, the only way she how
by throwing into the well. She thought together, they'd be in the afterlife.
Won't you dance me tonite
Hold my under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow 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 death meant that they now both alone
Never to dance together again or see how old that they had grown
The next day he placed flowers by the well
burned candles in the wishing he'd been the one that fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't tears
So he to wait for her, she had done for all those years
November 2nd from this on
He made sure he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they could 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
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
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