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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 looked her eyes and saw nothing there
He said, "excuse me señorita, but I don't believe we've had the pleasure"
She "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 fall in love with that,
a pretty little women with an attitude to match"
He 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 under the moonlight
All we have is today
Until 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 years from exactly date
A young man was sent away to fight in a far off place
La Centinela had to say goodbye,
had to his 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 seemed to be years,
and his beautiful lover counted with tears
1st was the last time she cried
thinking he'd be coming home but all she heard was he'd died.
She was told he was a man
But it was news his young lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she her and her soul, the only way she knew how
by throwing herself into the well. She thought together, they'd be in the afterlife.
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.
But what she didn't know, is that she had wrong
The man did return, only to that she had fallen
Her untimely death that they were now both 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 been the one that fell
He knew her wouldn't happen tears
So he decided to wait for her, like she had done for all those years
November 2nd from point on
He made sure he patrolled until 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 dance with me tonite
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 looked her eyes and saw nothing there
He said, "excuse me señorita, but I don't believe we've had the pleasure"
She "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 fall in love with that,
a pretty little women with an attitude to match"
He 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 under the moonlight
All we have is today
Until 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 years from exactly date
A young man was sent away to fight in a far off place
La Centinela had to say goodbye,
had to his 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 seemed to be years,
and his beautiful lover counted with tears
1st was the last time she cried
thinking he'd be coming home but all she heard was he'd died.
She was told he was a man
But it was news his young lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she her and her soul, the only way she knew how
by throwing herself into the well. She thought together, they'd be in the afterlife.
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.
But what she didn't know, is that she had wrong
The man did return, only to that she had fallen
Her untimely death that they were now both 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 been the one that fell
He knew her wouldn't happen tears
So he decided to wait for her, like she had done for all those years
November 2nd from point on
He made sure he patrolled until 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 dance with me tonite
my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
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