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Centinela 
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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 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 with that,
a little women with an attitude to match"
He for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she little to do with his gentle caress.
Won't you with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
And this every 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 pretty eyes
It her and she wanted him to stay
But not her gentle could him another way.
He was gone for seemed to be years,
and his beautiful 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 young lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she drowned her sorrow and her soul, the only way she knew how
by herself into the well. She 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
my 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 that they now alone
Never to dance together again or see how old that they had grown
The next day he placed flowers by the well
candles in the evening wishing he'd been the one fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he to wait for her, like she had done for all those years
November 2nd from this point on
He made sure he patrolled until the break of dawn
So could 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 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 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 with that,
a little women with an attitude to match"
He for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she little to do with his gentle caress.
Won't you with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
And this every 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 pretty eyes
It her and she wanted him to stay
But not her gentle could him another way.
He was gone for seemed to be years,
and his beautiful 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 young lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she drowned her sorrow and her soul, the only way she knew how
by herself into the well. She 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
my 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 that they now alone
Never to dance together again or see how old that they had grown
The next day he placed flowers by the well
candles in the evening wishing he'd been the one fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he to wait for her, like she had done for all those years
November 2nd from this point on
He made sure he patrolled until the break of dawn
So could 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 blow away.
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