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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 danced 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 we've had the pleasure"
She "of course you know me, I'm every year,
but don't you get to close I'm dancing my dear"

He thought, "how can I not fall in love with that,
a pretty little women with an 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 have is just today
Until my bones just away.

And this happened 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 her heart and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle hands him another way.
He was gone for what seemed to be years,
and his beautiful counted everyday with tears

November 1st was the last she cried
thinking he'd be coming home but all she heard was that he'd died.
She was told he was a 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 with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my bones just blow away.

But what she didn't know, is that she had wrong
The young man did return, 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 placed flowers by the well
burned candles in the evening he'd been the one that fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't happen 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 break of dawn
So could 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
my bones just blow away.
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