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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 else was wrong
She danced by him with her 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 said "of course you me, I'm here 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 an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted little to do his gentle caress.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my just blow away.
And this happened every year .. 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 away to fight in a far off place
La had to say goodbye,
had to leave his home and his lover's 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
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 the well. She together, they'd be together in the afterlife.
Won't you dance with me tonite
my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones 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 that they were now both alone
Never to dance together again or see how old 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 her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he decided to wait for her, she had done for all those years
November 2nd from point on
He made sure he patrolled the break 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 with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is today
Until my bones just blow away.
She had a flower in her hair, he had his on tight
He patrolled his watch, like else was wrong
She danced by him with her 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 said "of course you me, I'm here 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 an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted little to do his gentle caress.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my just blow away.
And this happened every year .. 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 away to fight in a far off place
La had to say goodbye,
had to leave his home and his lover's 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
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 the well. She together, they'd be together in the afterlife.
Won't you dance with me tonite
my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones 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 that they were now both alone
Never to dance together again or see how old 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 her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he decided to wait for her, she had done for all those years
November 2nd from point on
He made sure he patrolled the break 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 with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is today
Until my bones just blow away.
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