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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 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 year,
but don't you get to close when I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in 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 dance with me tonite
Hold my under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
And this happened every year .. every like clock work.
But let me tell how it really began
About ten years 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 and his lover's pretty eyes
It broke her and she wanted him to stay
But not even 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
he'd be coming 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 drowned her sorrow and her soul, the only way she knew how
by herself the well. She together, they'd be in the afterlife.
Won't you with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is today
my bones just blow away.
But what she didn't know, is that she had wrong
The young man did return, only to find that she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that they were now both alone
Never to dance together again or see how old they had grown
The next day he flowers by the well
in the evening wishing he'd been the one that fell
He knew seeing 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 on
He made sure 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
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 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 year,
but don't you get to close when I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in 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 dance with me tonite
Hold my under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
And this happened every year .. every like clock work.
But let me tell how it really began
About ten years 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 and his lover's pretty eyes
It broke her and she wanted him to stay
But not even 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
he'd be coming 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 drowned her sorrow and her soul, the only way she knew how
by herself the well. She together, they'd be in the afterlife.
Won't you with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is today
my bones just blow away.
But what she didn't know, is that she had wrong
The young man did return, only to find that she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that they were now both alone
Never to dance together again or see how old they had grown
The next day he flowers by the well
in the evening wishing he'd been the one that fell
He knew seeing 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 on
He made sure 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
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
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