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Centinela 
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The story starts, it was a late November night
She had a 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 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 pretty little women with an to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted little to do with his caress.
Won't you with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is today
my bones blow away.
And this happened every year .. clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten years from exactly 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 pretty eyes
It her heart 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 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 how
by throwing 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 today
Until my bones just blow away.
But she didn't know, is that she had wrong
The man did return, only to find that she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that were now both alone
Never to dance again or see how old that had grown
The next day he placed flowers by the well
burned candles in the evening wishing he'd been the one that fell
He knew 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 could dance together, for just this one day,
Holding hands with his on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
my bones just blow away.
She had a 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 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 pretty little women with an to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted little to do with his caress.
Won't you with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is today
my bones blow away.
And this happened every year .. clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten years from exactly 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 pretty eyes
It her heart 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 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 how
by throwing 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 today
Until my bones just blow away.
But she didn't know, is that she had wrong
The man did return, only to find that she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that were now both alone
Never to dance again or see how old that had grown
The next day he placed flowers by the well
burned candles in the evening wishing he'd been the one that fell
He knew 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 could dance together, for just this one day,
Holding hands with his on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
my bones just blow away.
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