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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 as dawn
He looked into her 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 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 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 dance with me tonite
my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
And this every year .. every year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten years from exactly this date
A young man was to in a far off place
La Centinela had to say goodbye,
had to his home and his lover's pretty eyes
It broke her heart and she him to stay
But not her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was gone for what to be years,
and his beautiful lover tears
November 1st was the last time she cried
thinking he'd be but all she heard was that he'd died.
She was told 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 me tonite
Hold my under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
But what she didn't know, is she had heard 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 flowers by the well
burned candles in the evening he'd 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 this point on
He made sure he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they could together, for one day,
Holding hands his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you dance me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we 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 as dawn
He looked into her 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 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 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 dance with me tonite
my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
And this every year .. every year like clock work.
But let me first tell how it really began
About ten years from exactly this date
A young man was to in a far off place
La Centinela had to say goodbye,
had to his home and his lover's pretty eyes
It broke her heart and she him to stay
But not her gentle hands could persuade him another way.
He was gone for what to be years,
and his beautiful lover tears
November 1st was the last time she cried
thinking he'd be but all she heard was that he'd died.
She was told 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 me tonite
Hold my under the moonlight
All we have is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
But what she didn't know, is she had heard 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 flowers by the well
burned candles in the evening he'd 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 this point on
He made sure he patrolled until the break of dawn
So they could together, for one day,
Holding hands his calavera on El Dia de la muerte
Won't you dance me tonite
Hold my hand under the moonlight
All we is just today
Until my bones just blow away.
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