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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 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 when I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not in with that,
a pretty women with an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted to do with his gentle caress.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
And this happened every year .. every year like clock work.
But let me first how it really began
About ten years from exactly this date
A young man was sent 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 hands could persuade him another way.
He was gone for what to be years,
and his beautiful lover counted everyday with tears
1st was the last time she cried
thinking he'd be coming home but all she heard was that he'd died.
She was he was a brave 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 throwing herself into the well. She thought together, they'd be together in the afterlife.
Won't you with me tonite
Hold my under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my just 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 alone
Never to dance again or see how old that they had grown
The next day he placed by the
burned candles in the evening he'd the one that fell
He knew 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 this point on
He made sure he patrolled the break of dawn
So they dance together, for just this one day,
Holding 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 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 when I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not in with that,
a pretty women with an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted to do with his gentle caress.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
And this happened every year .. every year like clock work.
But let me first how it really began
About ten years from exactly this date
A young man was sent 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 hands could persuade him another way.
He was gone for what to be years,
and his beautiful lover counted everyday with tears
1st was the last time she cried
thinking he'd be coming home but all she heard was that he'd died.
She was he was a brave 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 throwing herself into the well. She thought together, they'd be together in the afterlife.
Won't you with me tonite
Hold my under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my just 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 alone
Never to dance again or see how old that they had grown
The next day he placed by the
burned candles in the evening he'd the one that fell
He knew 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 this point on
He made sure he patrolled the break of dawn
So they dance together, for just this one day,
Holding 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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