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Centinela 
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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 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 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 in love with that,
a pretty little women with an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she little to do with his gentle caress.
Won't you me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is today
Until my bones just away.
And happened every .. every year like clock work.
But let me first 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 broke her heart and she him to stay
But not even her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was gone for what to be years,
and his beautiful lover counted everyday with tears
November 1st was the last time she cried
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 only 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 have is just today
Until my bones just blow 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 untimely death meant they now both alone
Never to together again or see how old had grown
The day he placed by the well
burned candles in the evening he'd been the one that fell
He seeing her wouldn't happen just tears
So he to wait for her, like she had done for all those years
November 2nd from this point on
He made he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they could dance together, for this one day,
Holding 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 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 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 in love with that,
a pretty little women with an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she little to do with his gentle caress.
Won't you me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is today
Until my bones just away.
And happened every .. every year like clock work.
But let me first 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 broke her heart and she him to stay
But not even her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was gone for what to be years,
and his beautiful lover counted everyday with tears
November 1st was the last time she cried
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 only 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 have is just today
Until my bones just blow 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 untimely death meant they now both alone
Never to together again or see how old had grown
The day he placed by the well
burned candles in the evening he'd been the one that fell
He seeing her wouldn't happen just tears
So he to wait for her, like she had done for all those years
November 2nd from this point on
He made he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they could dance together, for this one day,
Holding 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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