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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 else was wrong
She by him with her face as pale as dawn
He looked into her eyes 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 when I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in love that,
a pretty little women 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 with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my blow away.
And every year .. every year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten years from exactly this date
A man was sent away to fight in a far off place
La had to say goodbye,
had to leave his home and his lover's pretty eyes
It her heart and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was gone for what seemed to be years,
and his lover counted with tears
November 1st was the last she
thinking he'd be coming home but all she 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 drowned her sorrow and her soul, the way she knew how
by herself 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 just blow away.
But what she didn't know, is that she had heard wrong
The young man did return, to find she had fallen
Her untimely death they now alone
Never to dance again or see how old they had grown
The next day he placed flowers by the well
burned candles in the wishing he'd been the one that fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't happen just tears
So he decided to wait for her, like she had done for all those years
November 2nd this point on
He made sure he patrolled until the break of dawn
So 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
my bones just blow away.
She had a flower in her hair, he had his uniform on tight
He patrolled his watch, like else was wrong
She by him with her face as pale as dawn
He looked into her eyes 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 when I'm dancing my dear"
He thought, "how can I not fall in love that,
a pretty little women 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 with me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my blow away.
And every year .. every year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten years from exactly this date
A man was sent away to fight in a far off place
La had to say goodbye,
had to leave his home and his lover's pretty eyes
It her heart and she wanted him to stay
But not even her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was gone for what seemed to be years,
and his lover counted with tears
November 1st was the last she
thinking he'd be coming home but all she 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 drowned her sorrow and her soul, the way she knew how
by herself 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 just blow away.
But what she didn't know, is that she had heard wrong
The young man did return, to find she had fallen
Her untimely death they now alone
Never to dance again or see how old they had grown
The next day he placed flowers by the well
burned candles in the wishing he'd been the one that fell
He knew seeing her wouldn't happen just tears
So he decided to wait for her, like she had done for all those years
November 2nd this point on
He made sure he patrolled until the break of dawn
So 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
my bones just blow away.
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