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Centinela 
Hard
by Nortec Collective Presents: Bostich + Fussible
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The story starts, it was a late 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 her 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 I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not 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 with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is today
my blow away.
And this happened every year .. every like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten years from exactly date
A young man was sent 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 and she wanted him to stay
But not her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was gone for what seemed to be years,
and his beautiful lover counted everyday tears
November 1st was the last time she cried
thinking he'd be coming home but all she heard was that he'd died.
She was 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 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 blow away.
But what she didn't know, is that she had wrong
The young man did return, only to find she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that they were now both alone
to dance together again or see how old that had grown
The next day he placed by the well
burned candles in the evening wishing he'd been the one that fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he decided to wait for her, she had done for all those years
November 2nd from point on
He sure he patrolled the break of dawn
So they could dance together, for just this one day,
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 her 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 I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not 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 with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is today
my blow away.
And this happened every year .. every like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten years from exactly date
A young man was sent 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 and she wanted him to stay
But not her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was gone for what seemed to be years,
and his beautiful lover counted everyday tears
November 1st was the last time she cried
thinking he'd be coming home but all she heard was that he'd died.
She was 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 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 blow away.
But what she didn't know, is that she had wrong
The young man did return, only to find she had fallen
Her untimely death meant that they were now both alone
to dance together again or see how old that had grown
The next day he placed by the well
burned candles in the evening wishing he'd been the one that fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't happen with just tears
So he decided to wait for her, she had done for all those years
November 2nd from point on
He sure he patrolled the break of dawn
So they could dance together, for just this one day,
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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