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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 by him with her face as 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 course you me, I'm here every year,
but don't you get to close when I'm my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in love that,
a pretty little 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 is just today
my 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 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 eyes
It broke her and she wanted him to stay
But not her gentle hands could him another way.
He was gone for what seemed to be years,
and his beautiful lover everyday 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 young man
But it was news his young just, she couldn't understand.
So she her sorrow and her soul, the way she knew how
by throwing 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 bones just blow away.
But what she didn't know, is she had heard wrong
The young man did return, only to find that she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that they were now both alone
Never to dance together again or see how old that they had grown
The next day he placed flowers by the well
burned in the evening he'd the one fell
He seeing her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he to wait for her, like she had done for all those years
November 2nd from point on
He made he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they could dance together, for just one day,
Holding hands with his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you with me tonite
Hold my hand the moonlight
All we have is today
Until my bones just 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 by him with her face as 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 course you me, I'm here every year,
but don't you get to close when I'm my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in love that,
a pretty little 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 is just today
my 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 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 eyes
It broke her and she wanted him to stay
But not her gentle hands could him another way.
He was gone for what seemed to be years,
and his beautiful lover everyday 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 young man
But it was news his young just, she couldn't understand.
So she her sorrow and her soul, the way she knew how
by throwing 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 bones just blow away.
But what she didn't know, is she had heard wrong
The young man did return, only to find that she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that they were now both alone
Never to dance together again or see how old that they had grown
The next day he placed flowers by the well
burned in the evening he'd the one fell
He seeing her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he to wait for her, like she had done for all those years
November 2nd from point on
He made he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they could dance together, for just one day,
Holding hands with his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you with me tonite
Hold my hand the moonlight
All we have is today
Until my bones just blow away.
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