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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 uniform on tight
He patrolled his watch, nothing else was wrong
She danced by him with her face as pale as dawn
He into her eyes and saw nothing there
He said, "excuse me señorita, but I don't believe we've had the pleasure"
She "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 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 is just today
Until my just blow away.
And this every year .. year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
ten from exactly this date
A young man was away 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 and she him to stay
But not her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was for what seemed to be years,
and his lover counted 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 news his young 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 the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my blow away.
But she didn't know, is that she had heard wrong
The man did return, only to that she had fallen
Her death meant that they were now both alone
Never to dance or see how old they had grown
The next day he placed flowers by the
burned in the evening wishing he'd the one that fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he decided to for her, like she had done for all those years
November 2nd from point on
He made sure he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they could dance together, for just one day,
hands his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand 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, nothing else was wrong
She danced by him with her face as pale as dawn
He into her eyes and saw nothing there
He said, "excuse me señorita, but I don't believe we've had the pleasure"
She "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 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 is just today
Until my just blow away.
And this every year .. year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
ten from exactly this date
A young man was away 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 and she him to stay
But not her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was for what seemed to be years,
and his lover counted 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 news his young 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 the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my blow away.
But she didn't know, is that she had heard wrong
The man did return, only to that she had fallen
Her death meant that they were now both alone
Never to dance or see how old they had grown
The next day he placed flowers by the
burned in the evening wishing he'd the one that fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he decided to for her, like she had done for all those years
November 2nd from point on
He made sure he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they could dance together, for just one day,
hands his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
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