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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 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 every year,
but don't you get to I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in love with that,
a little women with an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she little to do with his gentle caress.
Won't you dance me tonite
Hold my the moonlight
All we have is today
Until my bones just blow away.
And happened every year .. year like work.
But let me first tell how it really began
ten years from exactly this date
A young man was sent to fight in a far off place
La Centinela had to say goodbye,
had to his home and his lover's pretty eyes
It broke her and she wanted him to stay
But not even her hands 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
thinking he'd be home but all she heard 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 drowned her sorrow and her soul, the only way she how
by 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 she had heard wrong
The young man did return, only to she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that they were now alone
Never to dance together again or see how old that they had grown
The day he placed flowers by the well
burned candles in the evening wishing he'd the one that fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he decided to for her, like she had done for all those years
November 2nd from this point on
He made sure he patrolled the of dawn
So they could dance together, for just this one day,
Holding hands his 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 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 every year,
but don't you get to I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in love with that,
a little women with an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she little to do with his gentle caress.
Won't you dance me tonite
Hold my the moonlight
All we have is today
Until my bones just blow away.
And happened every year .. year like work.
But let me first tell how it really began
ten years from exactly this date
A young man was sent to fight in a far off place
La Centinela had to say goodbye,
had to his home and his lover's pretty eyes
It broke her and she wanted him to stay
But not even her hands 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
thinking he'd be home but all she heard 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 drowned her sorrow and her soul, the only way she how
by 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 she had heard wrong
The young man did return, only to she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that they were now alone
Never to dance together again or see how old that they had grown
The day he placed flowers by the well
burned candles in the evening wishing he'd the one that fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he decided to for her, like she had done for all those years
November 2nd from this point on
He made sure he patrolled the of dawn
So they could dance together, for just this one day,
Holding hands his 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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