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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 her eyes and saw 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 love that,
a pretty little women 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
my bones just blow away.
And this happened every year .. every like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten exactly this date
A young man was 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 her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was gone for what seemed to be years,
and his beautiful lover counted with tears
November 1st was the last time she cried
thinking he'd be home but all she heard was he'd died.
She was told he was a brave 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 me tonite
Hold my under the moonlight
All we have is today
Until my bones just 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 they were now both alone
Never to dance together again or see how old they had grown
The next day he placed flowers by the well
burned candles in the evening he'd the one that fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't happen with tears
So he decided to wait for her, like she had done for all years
November 2nd from this point on
He made sure he patrolled the break of dawn
So they could dance together, for just this one day,
Holding hands with his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you me tonite
Hold my hand under 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 danced by him with her face as pale as dawn
He looked her eyes and saw 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 love that,
a pretty little women 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
my bones just blow away.
And this happened every year .. every like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten exactly this date
A young man was 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 her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was gone for what seemed to be years,
and his beautiful lover counted with tears
November 1st was the last time she cried
thinking he'd be home but all she heard was he'd died.
She was told he was a brave 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 me tonite
Hold my under the moonlight
All we have is today
Until my bones just 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 they were now both alone
Never to dance together again or see how old they had grown
The next day he placed flowers by the well
burned candles in the evening he'd the one that fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't happen with tears
So he decided to wait for her, like she had done for all years
November 2nd from this point on
He made sure he patrolled the break of dawn
So they could dance together, for just this one day,
Holding hands with his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is today
Until my bones just blow away.
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