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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 into her and saw 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 I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in love with that,
a 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 with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my blow away.
And this happened every year .. every year like clock work.
But let me 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 and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was for what to be years,
and his beautiful counted everyday with tears
November 1st was the 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 his young lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she her sorrow and her soul, the only way she how
by throwing herself into the well. She thought together, they'd be in the afterlife.
Won't you dance with me tonite
my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
But what she didn't know, is that she had heard wrong
The man did return, only to find that she had fallen
Her death meant that were now both alone
Never to dance together again or see how old that they had grown
The next day he placed by the well
burned candles in the evening wishing he'd the one that fell
He 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 this on
He sure he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they could dance together, for just this one day,
Holding with his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you dance 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 into her and saw 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 I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in love with that,
a 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 with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my blow away.
And this happened every year .. every year like clock work.
But let me 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 and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was for what to be years,
and his beautiful counted everyday with tears
November 1st was the 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 his young lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she her sorrow and her soul, the only way she how
by throwing herself into the well. She thought together, they'd be in the afterlife.
Won't you dance with me tonite
my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
But what she didn't know, is that she had heard wrong
The man did return, only to find that she had fallen
Her death meant that were now both alone
Never to dance together again or see how old that they had grown
The next day he placed by the well
burned candles in the evening wishing he'd the one that fell
He 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 this on
He sure he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they could dance together, for just this one day,
Holding with his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you dance me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
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