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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 his watch, else was wrong
She danced by him with her face as 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 "of course you know me, I'm 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 with 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 me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just away.
And happened every year .. every like clock work.
But let me first how it really began
About ten from 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
But not even her gentle could persuade him another way.
He was gone for what 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 heard was that he'd died.
She was told he was a brave young man
But it was news his lover just, she couldn't understand.
So she drowned her and her soul, the only way she knew how
by throwing herself into the well. She thought together, they'd be together in the afterlife.
Won't you dance 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 wrong
The young man did return, only to find that she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that were now alone
Never to dance again or see how old that they had grown
The day he placed flowers by the
burned candles in the evening 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
November 2nd this point on
He made sure he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they 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
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
my just blow away.
She had a flower in her hair, he had his uniform on tight
He his watch, else was wrong
She danced by him with her face as 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 "of course you know me, I'm 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 with 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 me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just away.
And happened every year .. every like clock work.
But let me first how it really began
About ten from 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
But not even her gentle could persuade him another way.
He was gone for what 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 heard was that he'd died.
She was told he was a brave young man
But it was news his lover just, she couldn't understand.
So she drowned her and her soul, the only way she knew how
by throwing herself into the well. She thought together, they'd be together in the afterlife.
Won't you dance 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 wrong
The young man did return, only to find that she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that were now alone
Never to dance again or see how old that they had grown
The day he placed flowers by the
burned candles in the evening 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
November 2nd this point on
He made sure he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they 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
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
my just blow away.
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