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Centinela 
Hard
by Nortec Collective Presents: Bostich + Fussible
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The story starts, it was a 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 as pale as dawn
He 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 with that,
a pretty women an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted 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 blow away.
And this every year .. every year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten years from exactly this date
A man was away to fight in a far off place
La Centinela had to say goodbye,
had to his home and his lover's eyes
It broke her heart and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was for what seemed to be years,
and his lover counted 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 young just, she just couldn't understand.
So she drowned her sorrow and her soul, the only way she knew how
by throwing into the well. She thought together, they'd be together in the afterlife.
Won't you dance me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my bones blow away.
But 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 were now alone
Never to dance together again or see how old that had grown
The next 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 wait for her, like she had done for all those years
November 2nd from this point on
He made sure he patrolled until the of dawn
So they could dance together, for just this one day,
Holding hands with his on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you dance me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my just 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 as pale as dawn
He 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 with that,
a pretty women an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted 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 blow away.
And this every year .. every year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten years from exactly this date
A man was away to fight in a far off place
La Centinela had to say goodbye,
had to his home and his lover's eyes
It broke her heart and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was for what seemed to be years,
and his lover counted 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 young just, she just couldn't understand.
So she drowned her sorrow and her soul, the only way she knew how
by throwing into the well. She thought together, they'd be together in the afterlife.
Won't you dance me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my bones blow away.
But 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 were now alone
Never to dance together again or see how old that had grown
The next 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 wait for her, like she had done for all those years
November 2nd from this point on
He made sure he patrolled until the of dawn
So they could dance together, for just this one day,
Holding hands with his on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you dance me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my just away.
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