Dear Mr. President

celinedeng

http://youtube.com/v/6DEh0eSpNvY
- y/ F1 B5 V' d+ N& U5 vPINK LYRICS
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"Dear Mr. President"
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) E" E1 k* [6 \. w7 \) uDear Mr. President,
( }1 ?, z( m  _" O/ o2 S3 C8 a) r3 WCome take a walk with me.
4 g( E5 X5 r0 {+ N. v! D* A: GLet'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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What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
: `1 G' i( G5 F6 @( l' {3 tWho do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
( }) P+ F) D" y+ h! }; y1 ~What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
8 R1 m% N: T( M0 S2 pHow do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
* h- x# f0 V6 J- Q# B7 k. J  fAnd tell me why?
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4 G# K( Z+ S! ?' ADear Mr. President,
5 Y) j5 m: w- T' ^3 p" [  [Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
0 s0 Z( I# X" `# k/ z2 bNo child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
% I/ U' x0 Z+ B0 W4 e$ YThey're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.

What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
! R) k5 s3 j7 \9 W$ bAnd what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
0 Q$ `% X+ |( m9 r% L+ xI can only imagine what the first lady has to say
# O; }4 g/ z: {1 GYou've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
+ F$ b  u6 E7 n* G% uHow do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?

Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
- R5 n2 l- c% g4 k; ?. aLet me tell you 'bout hard work
: P7 Q$ S; g0 {. A  r! qRebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
; c6 l- N7 U: tBuilding a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
; g! |* }! h$ @0 H/ Q! J0 p* fHard work
Hard work
) D1 D. _$ t, i+ [/ yYou don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
4 B, V; ?! P- R8 J% gHard work
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7 L1 Y& _" l& F8 E1 i  JHow do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
  T& l0 w- D- {Dear Mr. President,
You'd never take a walk with me.
( R+ g' j- |3 e( T2 h: AWould you?

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

alicia_83

The singer is so cool!
A thoughtful song~~~

goldfish

nothing is absolutely right or wrong,especially on politics.

bobic_wang

it is really a moving song,
4 i/ J: b0 A; X* v1 i( Q$支持$ $支持$ $支持$

fcyfcy1

impressive... i heard the song several times in last week... but never paid attention to the lyrics...
In 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?
: d, ]* `9 q1 B8 {Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
Why 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
They dance with the invisible ones
( Y. b/ d9 V& k/ q! a% [Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone They dance alone

2 X; Q% |) f3 z/ Y0 @It's the only form of protest they're allowed
5 i+ a( Z. H: v  [I've seen their silent faces scream so loud
9 C9 |, H$ @3 D" CIf they were to speak these words they'd go missing too
Another woman on a torture table what else can they do
3 E; {, o  b0 {, T8 w" B: x. gThey're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
' T& T1 D5 J* x; s$ s9 bThey dance with the invisible ones
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4 Y, r/ t/ u9 |( [( v+ IThey're dancing with their fathers
6 V9 Y1 c0 v; ?2 ~$ h- hThey're dancing with their sons
7 `. D0 s+ o- ~6 u- P; f- H: KThey're dancing with their husbands
2 q5 H/ r, ]- l! [5 n5 oThey dance alone They dance alone
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" d" U) T/ k# x7 c. d( O9 l8 POne day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance
One day we'll dance on their graves
5 }5 }) M1 N/ s. n' }One day we'll sing our freedom
  ]7 @% y2 ^3 E: B# w" N  gOne day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance
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Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
( \. [0 Y2 s  Z7 OEllas danzan con los muertos
Ellas danzan con amores invisibles
9 w2 d) m, u) f% Y8 a* Y# _: |" A) iEllas danzan con silenciosa angustia
Danzan con sus pardres
( T5 z6 p6 [7 K4 m. e  ]Danzan con sus hijos
6 |& h; ^  B8 RDanzan con sus esposos
6 N4 A5 M& v* J8 |Ellas danzan solas
Danzan solas
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Hey Mr. Pinochet
You've sown a bitter crop
It's foreign money that supports you
! L' ?8 w5 V, B1 UOne day the money's going to stop
$ Z+ q/ B8 t# Q: o: R# UNo wages for your torturers
6 o% T, h/ J3 O& ~6 ONo budget for your guns
9 K/ o+ R. n+ B' v4 n3 Q5 k3 w7 q0 W7 `  ICan you think of your own mother
Dancin' with her invisible son
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
$ ]- n% `* ^+ ]6 ZThey're anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
0 \2 b9 W; z7 ]6 lThey're dancing with their husbands
% s! a8 U2 G$ B- Q9 nThey dance alone
4 x9 @4 U5 ^. L, ZThey 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.
7 ?% A% `" s# s9 u$ Cseems what our vanity fair  merely care is money, what a simple life they are leading!!