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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 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 every year,
but don't you get to close when I'm my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in love with that,
a little women with an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she little to do with his gentle caress.
Won't you with me tonite
Hold my under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my just blow away.
And every year .. every year clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten years exactly 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 eyes
It broke her heart and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle hands persuade him another way.
He was gone for what seemed to be years,
and his lover everyday with tears
November 1st was the last time she cried
thinking he'd be coming home but all she was that he'd died.
She was told he was a brave young man
But it was his young 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 together in the afterlife.
Won't you dance me tonite
my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
But what she didn't know, is that she had heard wrong
The young man did return, to find that she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that they 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 in the evening wishing he'd been the one that fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he to wait for her, like she had for all those years
2nd from this point on
He sure he until the break of dawn
So they could together, for just this one day,
Holding with his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my 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 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 every year,
but don't you get to close when I'm my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in love with that,
a little women with an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she little to do with his gentle caress.
Won't you with me tonite
Hold my under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my just blow away.
And every year .. every year clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten years exactly 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 eyes
It broke her heart and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle hands persuade him another way.
He was gone for what seemed to be years,
and his lover everyday with tears
November 1st was the last time she cried
thinking he'd be coming home but all she was that he'd died.
She was told he was a brave young man
But it was his young 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 together in the afterlife.
Won't you dance me tonite
my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
But what she didn't know, is that she had heard wrong
The young man did return, to find that she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that they 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 in the evening wishing he'd been the one that fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he to wait for her, like she had for all those years
2nd from this point on
He sure he until the break of dawn
So they could together, for just this one day,
Holding with his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my just blow away.
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