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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, nothing else was wrong
She by him 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 here every year,
but don't you get to close when I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in with that,
a pretty little women with an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted to do his gentle caress.
Won't you dance me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
And this happened every year .. like work.
But let me first tell how it began
About ten years 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 home and his lover's pretty eyes
It broke her heart and she him to stay
But not even her could persuade him another way.
He was gone for what seemed to be years,
and his beautiful lover counted with tears
November 1st was the last time she
thinking he'd be home but all she heard was that he'd died.
She was told he was a brave young man
But it was news his young just, she couldn't understand.
So she drowned her sorrow and her soul, the only way she knew how
by throwing 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 just away.
But what she didn't know, is that she had heard wrong
The young man did return, only to find that she had fallen
Her death meant that they were 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 candles in the evening he'd the one that fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't happen with tears
So he decided to for her, she had done for all those years
November 2nd from this on
He made he until the break of dawn
So they could together, for this one day,
hands with his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you with me tonite
my under the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my bones blow away.
She had a flower in her hair, he had his uniform on tight
He patrolled his watch, nothing else was wrong
She by him 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 here every year,
but don't you get to close when I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in with that,
a pretty little women with an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted to do his gentle caress.
Won't you dance me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
And this happened every year .. like work.
But let me first tell how it began
About ten years 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 home and his lover's pretty eyes
It broke her heart and she him to stay
But not even her could persuade him another way.
He was gone for what seemed to be years,
and his beautiful lover counted with tears
November 1st was the last time she
thinking he'd be home but all she heard was that he'd died.
She was told he was a brave young man
But it was news his young just, she couldn't understand.
So she drowned her sorrow and her soul, the only way she knew how
by throwing 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 just away.
But what she didn't know, is that she had heard wrong
The young man did return, only to find that she had fallen
Her death meant that they were 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 candles in the evening he'd the one that fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't happen with tears
So he decided to for her, she had done for all those years
November 2nd from this on
He made he until the break of dawn
So they could together, for this one day,
hands with his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you with me tonite
my under the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my bones blow away.
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