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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 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 dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in love with that,
a pretty women an to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted to do with his gentle caress.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my blow away.
And happened every .. every year 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 and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle 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
thinking he'd be coming but all she heard was that he'd died.
She was told he was a 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 knew how
by throwing herself 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
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 that they now both alone
to dance together or see how old had grown
The next day he placed flowers by the
burned candles in the evening he'd been the one that 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 on
He made he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they together, for just this one day,
Holding 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 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 danced by him with her face as pale as dawn
He 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 dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in love with that,
a pretty women an to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted to do with his gentle caress.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my blow away.
And happened every .. every year 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 and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle 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
thinking he'd be coming but all she heard was that he'd died.
She was told he was a 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 knew how
by throwing herself 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
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 that they now both alone
to dance together or see how old had grown
The next day he placed flowers by the
burned candles in the evening he'd been the one that 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 on
He made he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they together, for just this one day,
Holding 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 just blow away.
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