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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 patrolled his watch, like nothing 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 "of course you know me, I'm here 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 an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted to do with his gentle caress.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my blow away.
And happened year .. every year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it began
About ten years from exactly date
A young man was sent away to in a far off place
La Centinela had to say goodbye,
had to leave his home and his lover's eyes
It broke her heart 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 with tears
November 1st was the last time she
thinking he'd be coming home but all she was that he'd died.
She was told he was a brave man
But it was news his young lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she her sorrow and her soul, the way she knew how
by throwing into the well. She thought together, they'd be in the afterlife.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is today
Until my bones just away.
But she didn't know, is she had wrong
The young man did return, only 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 that they had grown
The 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, 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 they could dance together, for just this one day,
Holding hands with his on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you 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 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 "of course you know me, I'm here 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 an attitude to match"
He reached for her hand, and she wasn't impressed,
she wanted to do with his gentle caress.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my blow away.
And happened year .. every year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it began
About ten years from exactly date
A young man was sent away to in a far off place
La Centinela had to say goodbye,
had to leave his home and his lover's eyes
It broke her heart 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 with tears
November 1st was the last time she
thinking he'd be coming home but all she was that he'd died.
She was told he was a brave man
But it was news his young lover just, she just couldn't understand.
So she her sorrow and her soul, the way she knew how
by throwing into the well. She thought together, they'd be in the afterlife.
Won't you dance with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we have is today
Until my bones just away.
But she didn't know, is she had wrong
The young man did return, only 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 that they had grown
The 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, 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 they could dance together, for just this one day,
Holding hands with his on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you 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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