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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 patrolled his watch, like nothing else was wrong
She danced 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 course you know me, I'm here year,
but don't you get to close when I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not in love with that,
a pretty little women with an to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she little 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 blow away.
And this every year .. every year like work.
But let me first tell how it began
About ten from exactly 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 pretty eyes
It her and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle hands persuade him 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 his young lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she her sorrow and her soul, the only way she knew 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 that she had heard wrong
The man did return, to find that she had fallen
Her untimely death that were now both alone
Never to dance together again or see how old that they had grown
The next 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 with just tears
So he decided to wait for her, like she had for all those years
November 2nd from this point on
He he patrolled the break of dawn
So could together, for just this one day,
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
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 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 course you know me, I'm here year,
but don't you get to close when I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not in love with that,
a pretty little women with an to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she little 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 blow away.
And this every year .. every year like work.
But let me first tell how it began
About ten from exactly 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 pretty eyes
It her and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle hands persuade him 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 his young lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she her sorrow and her soul, the only way she knew 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 that she had heard wrong
The man did return, to find that she had fallen
Her untimely death that were now both alone
Never to dance together again or see how old that they had grown
The next 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 with just tears
So he decided to wait for her, like she had for all those years
November 2nd from this point on
He he patrolled the break of dawn
So could together, for just this one day,
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
Until my bones just blow away.
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