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Centinela 
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The story starts, it was a night
She had a in her hair, he had his uniform on tight
He patrolled his watch, like nothing was wrong
She 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 we've had the pleasure"
She said "of course 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 that,
a pretty an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she little to do his 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
About 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 hands 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 home but all she 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 her sorrow and her soul, the only way she knew how
by throwing herself the well. She thought together, they'd be together in the afterlife.
Won't you with me tonite
Hold my hand the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones 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 they were now both alone
Never to dance together again or see how old that had grown
The next day he placed flowers by the well
burned candles in the wishing he'd been the one that fell
He knew her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he decided to wait for her, like she had done for all those years
2nd on
He made sure he until the break of dawn
So they could together, for this one day,
Holding hands with his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you dance me tonite
Hold my hand the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my bones blow away.
She had a in her hair, he had his uniform on tight
He patrolled his watch, like nothing was wrong
She 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 we've had the pleasure"
She said "of course 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 that,
a pretty an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she little to do his 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
About 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 hands 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 home but all she 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 her sorrow and her soul, the only way she knew how
by throwing herself the well. She thought together, they'd be together in the afterlife.
Won't you with me tonite
Hold my hand the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones 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 they were now both alone
Never to dance together again or see how old that had grown
The next day he placed flowers by the well
burned candles in the wishing he'd been the one that fell
He knew her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he decided to wait for her, like she had done for all those years
2nd on
He made sure he until the break of dawn
So they could together, for this one day,
Holding hands with his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you dance me tonite
Hold my hand the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my bones blow away.
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