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Centinela 
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The story 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 with her face as pale 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 know me, I'm here every year,
but don't you get to close when I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in with that,
a pretty women with an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted little to do with his caress.
Won't you dance with me tonite
my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
And happened year .. every like work.
But let me first tell how it really began
ten from this 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 heart and she him to
But not her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was gone for what 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 home but all she heard was that he'd died.
She was told he was a brave man
But it was news his young just, she 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 dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my bones just away.
But what she didn't know, is she had wrong
The young man did return, only to find that she had fallen
Her death meant that were now both alone
to dance together or see how old that they had grown
The day he placed flowers by the well
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
November 2nd from this point on
He made sure he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they could together, for just this one day,
hands with his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones 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 with her face as pale 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 know me, I'm here every year,
but don't you get to close when I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in with that,
a pretty women with an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted little to do with his caress.
Won't you dance with me tonite
my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
And happened year .. every like work.
But let me first tell how it really began
ten from this 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 heart and she him to
But not her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was gone for what 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 home but all she heard was that he'd died.
She was told he was a brave man
But it was news his young just, she 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 dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my bones just away.
But what she didn't know, is she had wrong
The young man did return, only to find that she had fallen
Her death meant that were now both alone
to dance together or see how old that they had grown
The day he placed flowers by the well
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
November 2nd from this point on
He made sure he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they could together, for just this one day,
hands with his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones away.
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