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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, else was wrong
She danced by him with her face as pale as dawn
He into her eyes and saw nothing there
He said, "excuse me señorita, but I don't we've had the pleasure"
She said "of course you know me, I'm here every year,
but don't you get to close I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in love with that,
a little women with an to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted little to do with his gentle caress.
Won't you dance me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is today
my bones just blow away.
And this .. every year like 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 broke her and she wanted him to stay
But not her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was gone for seemed to be years,
and his beautiful counted everyday with tears
November 1st was the last she cried
thinking he'd be coming but all she heard was he'd died.
She was told he was a brave young man
But it was his 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
my hand 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 heard wrong
The young man did return, only to find she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that they now both alone
to together again or see how old that they 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 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 until the break of dawn
So could dance together, for just this one day,
Holding hands his on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones blow away.
She had a in her hair, he had his uniform on tight
He patrolled his watch, else was wrong
She danced by him with her face as pale as dawn
He into her eyes and saw nothing there
He said, "excuse me señorita, but I don't we've had the pleasure"
She said "of course you know me, I'm here every year,
but don't you get to close I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in love with that,
a little women with an to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted little to do with his gentle caress.
Won't you dance me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is today
my bones just blow away.
And this .. every year like 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 broke her and she wanted him to stay
But not her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was gone for seemed to be years,
and his beautiful counted everyday with tears
November 1st was the last she cried
thinking he'd be coming but all she heard was he'd died.
She was told he was a brave young man
But it was his 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
my hand 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 heard wrong
The young man did return, only to find she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that they now both alone
to together again or see how old that they 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 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 until the break of dawn
So could dance together, for just this one day,
Holding hands his on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones blow away.
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