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The story starts, it was a 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 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 said "of course you know me, I'm here every year,
but don't you get to close when I'm my dear"

He thought, "how can I not 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 clock work.

But let me first tell how it really began

About ten years from exactly 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 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 lover counted everyday tears

November 1st was the time she cried
thinking he'd be coming but all she heard was that he'd died.
She was 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 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 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 meant that they were now both alone
Never to together again or see how old that had grown

The next day he placed flowers by the
burned candles in the evening wishing he'd been the one fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he to wait for her, like she had done for all those years

November 2nd this point on
He made sure he 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 have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
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