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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 on tight
He patrolled his watch, like nothing else was wrong
She 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 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 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 with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is today
Until my bones just blow away.
And this happened every .. every like clock work.
But let me tell how it really began
About ten years from exactly this 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 heart and she him to stay
But not even her hands 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 time she cried
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 lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she her sorrow and her soul, the only way she knew how
by the well. She thought together, they'd be together in the afterlife.
Won't you dance me tonite
Hold my hand the moonlight
All we is just today
my bones just blow away.
But what she didn't know, is that she had heard wrong
The young man did return, only to that she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that they were now alone
Never to dance together or see how old that they had grown
The next day he placed flowers by the well
burned candles in the evening 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 done for all those years
November 2nd from this point on
He made sure he patrolled until the of dawn
So they could together, for just this one day,
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 on tight
He patrolled his watch, like nothing else was wrong
She 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 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 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 with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is today
Until my bones just blow away.
And this happened every .. every like clock work.
But let me tell how it really began
About ten years from exactly this 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 heart and she him to stay
But not even her hands 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 time she cried
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 lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she her sorrow and her soul, the only way she knew how
by the well. She thought together, they'd be together in the afterlife.
Won't you dance me tonite
Hold my hand the moonlight
All we is just today
my bones just blow away.
But what she didn't know, is that she had heard wrong
The young man did return, only to that she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that they were now alone
Never to dance together or see how old that they had grown
The next day he placed flowers by the well
burned candles in the evening 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 done for all those years
November 2nd from this point on
He made sure he patrolled until the of dawn
So they could together, for just this one day,
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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