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Centinela 
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The story starts, it was a late 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 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 my dear"
He thought, "how can I not in love with that,
a pretty little women with an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she little to do with his 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 every year .. every year clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten 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 his home and his lover's pretty eyes
It broke her heart and she him to stay
But not even her could persuade him another way.
He was for seemed to be years,
and his beautiful lover counted everyday with tears
November 1st was the last time she cried
he'd be coming 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 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 with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
But what she didn't know, is she had heard wrong
The man did return, only to find that she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that they were now both alone
Never to dance together again or see how old that had grown
The next day he flowers by the well
burned candles in the evening wishing he'd been the one 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 until the break of dawn
So they dance together, for just this one day,
Holding hands his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my bones just 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 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 my dear"
He thought, "how can I not in love with that,
a pretty little women with an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she little to do with his 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 every year .. every year clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten 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 his home and his lover's pretty eyes
It broke her heart and she him to stay
But not even her could persuade him another way.
He was for seemed to be years,
and his beautiful lover counted everyday with tears
November 1st was the last time she cried
he'd be coming 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 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 with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
But what she didn't know, is she had heard wrong
The man did return, only to find that she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that they were now both alone
Never to dance together again or see how old that had grown
The next day he flowers by the well
burned candles in the evening wishing he'd been the one 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 until the break of dawn
So they dance together, for just this one day,
Holding hands his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my bones just away.
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