Dear Mr. President

celinedeng

http://youtube.com/v/6DEh0eSpNvY
PINK LYRICS
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1 }1 R* X. ]1 e" k"Dear Mr. President"
(feat. Indigo Girls)

' U5 ?- U9 ^* _! RDear Mr. President,
8 C  G( E( k$ E& NCome take a walk with me.
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me.
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.
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5 [, F' c9 ]8 f2 X! uWhat do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
! G: n! F9 h! yWhat do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?
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& }) s& m# `; T9 R) HHow do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
0 G3 F# ]# Q. l4 H# ~' U6 hCan you even look me in the eye
, l4 U  `8 b( L1 k1 {" o$ Y8 dAnd tell me why?
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Dear Mr. President,
. `/ L! a9 G+ |1 r1 |: IWere you a lonely boy?
' Y& K- d0 u$ H( R8 n1 N$ l9 ]Are you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
# ^+ H; Z& L7 k) ?How can you say
, q5 f" J2 _& f! A9 x+ M9 gNo child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
# u5 v7 U( G7 t5 c/ k9 @They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.
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What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
+ e$ m; D0 L1 P  M1 F; y( z( \+ LI can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.
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How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
  H! u7 Q) m7 O$ i. ~How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
/ e& c7 m% g  c5 r! H  N& j  vHow do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?
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( i3 l+ {/ Q' s7 d' o5 V+ RLet me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
2 V/ [8 W& _# @- f$ G' ]* e8 LRebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
' y- p0 A% _7 @Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
- G; O2 E/ h; t* R% o; u2 w( ?You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh

How do you sleep at night?
( R* T: ^/ ^7 X) jHow do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
, K$ i+ Y( f; P8 h/ @You'd never take a walk with me.
Would you?

[ 本帖最后由 celinedeng 于 2007-7-7 21:03 编辑 ]

alicia_83

The singer is so cool!
7 S1 D2 y: I: S5 A. ?/ I. D( K7 TA thoughtful song~~~

goldfish

nothing is absolutely right or wrong,especially on politics.

bobic_wang

it is really a moving song,
$支持$ $支持$ $支持$

fcyfcy1

impressive... i heard the song several times in last week... but never paid attention to the lyrics...
' L: q- C+ x! c7 j' PIn fact it's quite good$送花$

goldfish

They dance alone ---Sting
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Why are there women here dancing on their own?
" V) z$ H7 u# s$ ^Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
+ E, G7 {- r$ O6 C7 H& J! DWhy are the soldiers here
Their faces fixed like stone?
I can't see what it is that they dispise
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
- v& `6 V9 _1 v5 G/ vThey dance with the invisible ones
  l$ C, L- c1 |6 t) zTheir anguish is unsaid
7 ]2 j" |# r3 |8 {They're dancing with their fathers
0 |  ?+ y1 g. Z8 M' DThey're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
( F% o  f/ [9 X5 S( E& d! CThey dance alone They dance alone

It's the only form of protest they're allowed
I've seen their silent faces scream so loud
( P( T& {; w  ?If they were to speak these words they'd go missing too
Another woman on a torture table what else can they do
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
4 T1 K/ G4 u, r  LTheir anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
2 p5 H4 ]! M. \/ s, M8 f* FThey're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
2 U6 z$ B0 y1 k# }0 E  _' n7 k& zThey dance alone They dance alone

3 R7 @. C9 {( C" p6 QOne day we'll dance on their graves
3 A( f/ t8 b" z8 w: }: yOne day we'll sing our freedom
7 h4 [! Z( w. k4 K1 eOne day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance
9 W& `; K% a) j- ^( y; h& ^One day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
* D4 I7 l% z& X  }6 t9 N3 nAnd we'll dance
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Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
, C/ N+ t: d7 n& c1 X4 M* {Ellas danzan con los muertos
( R- V. M# t$ n8 A4 KEllas danzan con amores invisibles
& w3 g- ~) P2 j; YEllas danzan con silenciosa angustia
) b5 ]' y" [% [+ K. B) RDanzan con sus pardres
2 {9 S% J! g  r6 {' K  VDanzan con sus hijos
) |' ]; D, U$ ^) F$ p: hDanzan con sus esposos
% A+ S: Y/ ~: I1 P7 S; P, k& J; |$ U$ qEllas danzan solas
$ \7 P7 N. a& D! e+ P/ d- LDanzan solas

! A4 w; E/ E2 M, wHey Mr. Pinochet
6 Y6 f9 N6 K) D) Q" VYou've sown a bitter crop
6 o" T4 |1 L! Z) B$ f4 ^It's foreign money that supports you
One day the money's going to stop
No wages for your torturers
$ W1 ]8 H& a; ONo budget for your guns
$ |% t; c# W( U, KCan you think of your own mother
4 M- e" d5 P& m# G' SDancin' with her invisible son
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
They're anguish is unsaid
9 B, F; G, m! bThey're dancing with their fathers
3 S8 i, Z% O. |% sThey're dancing with their sons
2 x7 R% l3 C4 `( cThey're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
  B$ K. l. S/ L7 fThey dance alone

goldfish

Those two songs go the same way, unlike our singers, foreign singers, however, are singing not only on romance,but on many serious topics like  politics and  enviroment.
+ U/ o1 l2 }0 ^$ _8 c( S  g/ Yseems what our vanity fair  merely care is money, what a simple life they are leading!!