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Centinela 
Hard
by Nortec Collective Presents: Bostich + Fussible
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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, like was wrong
She by him with her face as pale as dawn
He looked into her eyes and saw nothing there
He said, "excuse me señorita, but I don't believe we've had the pleasure"
She said "of 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 with that,
a pretty little 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 with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just away.
And this every year .. year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About 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 leave his and his lover's pretty eyes
It broke her heart and she him to stay
But not her gentle could persuade him another way.
He was gone for what seemed to be years,
and his beautiful lover everyday with tears
November 1st was the last time she cried
thinking he'd be coming but all she was he'd died.
She was told he was a brave young man
But it was his young lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she drowned her sorrow 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
my bones just blow away.
But she didn't know, is that she had wrong
The young man did return, to find that she had fallen
Her untimely death meant 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 he'd the one that fell
He knew her wouldn't happen just tears
So he decided to wait for her, like she had for all those years
November 2nd this point on
He sure he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they could 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 his watch, like was wrong
She by him with her face as pale as dawn
He looked into her eyes and saw nothing there
He said, "excuse me señorita, but I don't believe we've had the pleasure"
She said "of 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 with that,
a pretty little 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 with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just away.
And this every year .. year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About 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 leave his and his lover's pretty eyes
It broke her heart and she him to stay
But not her gentle could persuade him another way.
He was gone for what seemed to be years,
and his beautiful lover everyday with tears
November 1st was the last time she cried
thinking he'd be coming but all she was he'd died.
She was told he was a brave young man
But it was his young lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she drowned her sorrow 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
my bones just blow away.
But she didn't know, is that she had wrong
The young man did return, to find that she had fallen
Her untimely death meant 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 he'd the one that fell
He knew her wouldn't happen just tears
So he decided to wait for her, like she had for all those years
November 2nd this point on
He sure he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they could 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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