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Centinela 
Hard
by Nortec Collective Presents: Bostich + Fussible
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The 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 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 every year,
but don't you get to when I'm my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in love 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 me tonite
Hold my under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my just away.
And this happened every year .. every 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 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 wanted him to
But not even her 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 he'd died.
She was he was a brave young man
But it was news his lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she drowned her sorrow and her soul, the 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 under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just away.
But she didn't know, is she had heard wrong
The young man did return, only to find that she had fallen
Her untimely that were now both alone
Never to dance together 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 fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't just tears
So he decided to wait for her, she had for all those years
November 2nd from this on
He 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
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 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 every year,
but don't you get to when I'm my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in love 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 me tonite
Hold my under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my just away.
And this happened every year .. every 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 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 wanted him to
But not even her 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 he'd died.
She was he was a brave young man
But it was news his lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she drowned her sorrow and her soul, the 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 under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just away.
But she didn't know, is she had heard wrong
The young man did return, only to find that she had fallen
Her untimely that were now both alone
Never to dance together 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 fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't just tears
So he decided to wait for her, she had for all those years
November 2nd from this on
He 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
my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
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