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Centinela 
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The 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 her face as pale as dawn
He looked into her and saw nothing there
He said, "excuse me señorita, but I don't believe we've had the pleasure"
She "of course you know me, I'm 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 pretty little with an attitude to match"
He for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted little to do with his caress.
Won't you with me tonite
my hand under the moonlight
All we have is today
Until my just away.
And this happened every year .. every year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten years exactly this date
A young man was 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 heart and she wanted him to
But not even her gentle hands could him another way.
He was gone for what to be years,
and his beautiful lover counted everyday with tears
November 1st was the she cried
he'd be coming 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 and her soul, the way she knew how
by 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 just blow away.
But 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 that they now both alone
to dance 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 just tears
So he decided to wait for her, like she had done for all those years
November 2nd this point on
He made sure he patrolled until the of dawn
So they could dance together, for just this one day,
Holding hands his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you dance me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is today
Until my bones 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 her face as pale as dawn
He looked into her and saw nothing there
He said, "excuse me señorita, but I don't believe we've had the pleasure"
She "of course you know me, I'm 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 pretty little with an attitude to match"
He for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted little to do with his caress.
Won't you with me tonite
my hand under the moonlight
All we have is today
Until my just away.
And this happened every year .. every year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten years exactly this date
A young man was 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 heart and she wanted him to
But not even her gentle hands could him another way.
He was gone for what to be years,
and his beautiful lover counted everyday with tears
November 1st was the she cried
he'd be coming 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 and her soul, the way she knew how
by 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 just blow away.
But 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 that they now both alone
to dance 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 just tears
So he decided to wait for her, like she had done for all those years
November 2nd this point on
He made sure he patrolled until the of dawn
So they could dance together, for just this one day,
Holding hands his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you dance me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is today
Until my bones blow away.
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