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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 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 I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in love with that,
a pretty little women with an attitude 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 with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
And this happened every year .. every year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
ten years 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 leave his home and his lover's pretty eyes
It broke her heart and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle could persuade him another way.
He was gone for seemed to be years,
and his beautiful lover counted everyday with tears
November 1st was the last time she cried
thinking he'd be coming but all she heard was that he'd died.
She was told he was a brave man
But it was his young just, she just couldn't understand.
So she drowned her and her soul, the only way she knew how
by throwing into the well. She together, they'd be together in the afterlife.
Won't you with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
my bones blow away.
But she didn't know, is she had heard wrong
The young man did return, to find that she had fallen
Her death meant that they were now both alone
to again or see how old that they had grown
The day he placed flowers by the
burned candles in the evening wishing he'd been the one that fell
He knew her wouldn't happen just tears
So he decided to wait for her, like she had done for all those years
2nd from this point on
He made sure he until the of dawn
So they could dance together, for this one day,
Holding with his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my 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 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 I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in love with that,
a pretty little women with an attitude 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 with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
And this happened every year .. every year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
ten years 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 leave his home and his lover's pretty eyes
It broke her heart and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle could persuade him another way.
He was gone for seemed to be years,
and his beautiful lover counted everyday with tears
November 1st was the last time she cried
thinking he'd be coming but all she heard was that he'd died.
She was told he was a brave man
But it was his young just, she just couldn't understand.
So she drowned her and her soul, the only way she knew how
by throwing into the well. She together, they'd be together in the afterlife.
Won't you with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
my bones blow away.
But she didn't know, is she had heard wrong
The young man did return, to find that she had fallen
Her death meant that they were now both alone
to again or see how old that they had grown
The day he placed flowers by the
burned candles in the evening wishing he'd been the one that fell
He knew her wouldn't happen just tears
So he decided to wait for her, like she had done for all those years
2nd from this point on
He made sure he until the of dawn
So they could dance together, for this one day,
Holding with his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my blow away.
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