Dear Mr. President

celinedeng

http://youtube.com/v/6DEh0eSpNvY
PINK LYRICS
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0 R) Y& q1 g5 }# R! m% J"Dear Mr. President"
(feat. Indigo Girls)

Dear Mr. President,
! e% o' y% F( w* q- v3 zCome 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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What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
0 p% f4 g4 p* x$ Y6 T  o3 @What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
0 r3 ]: ?- l* X6 }7 NAre you proud?

$ a5 o) R; N5 ~( N( X( V. DHow do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
7 H* E# z5 I7 J2 ?3 [How 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
/ G) b- ^' R& U' {; A6 C+ a. i& D3 xAnd tell me why?

Dear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
4 Z, ?* n2 j, H* HAre you a lonely boy?
2 c% Z. b, L: [) u; d$ v, IAre you a lonely boy?
How can you say
No child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
  W! V5 I3 E( o( `" BThey're all sitting in your cells
% J( {* L* L: c6 f' G& r" N, P* KWhile you pave the road to hell.
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  j7 b1 u- e: f. x( M' {What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
- k8 {; C. F$ ?5 c4 C/ {  uAnd what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
# n  C( Q* y5 s5 [$ H9 z4 mYou've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.
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7 j0 V7 A4 P9 a6 P! |How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
( n: e; Z! d1 s7 e- ]  M- vHow do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
% D! ?# e" m7 F. }0 AHow do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?

Let me tell you 'bout hard work
4 t% p. B8 F* _! ]7 \  TMinimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
$ I1 J7 _* i/ j3 X" `Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
! R3 _: @/ N  K! Q5 `: W7 ^Building a bed out of a cardboard box
4 A4 k& [3 m. y  rLet me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
9 S( ?. M  G: _) X& y: W; UHard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
* M: |/ F- o/ Y, d; J/ LHard work
  w0 b3 ^  w' ?7 y* aHard work
Oh

9 ~! r2 s0 v/ `& m( Y, u* b, zHow do you sleep at night?
2 H- y/ U8 K8 b  c( z% {How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
! c1 Q& U0 f% v! uYou'd never take a walk with me.
1 g( {8 L+ y) CWould you?

3 F  w+ a& U8 U4 }3 t[ 本帖最后由 celinedeng 于 2007-7-7 21:03 编辑 ]

alicia_83

The singer is so cool!
" Z0 V: a3 [- p3 V5 K' \A thoughtful song~~~

goldfish

nothing is absolutely right or wrong,especially on politics.

bobic_wang

it is really a moving song,
8 ]7 H! G5 V- J' w' w$支持$ $支持$ $支持$

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?
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
+ b+ K* a) t. s2 aThey're dancing with the missing
$ S# a) G$ y0 L1 QThey're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
2 H7 u3 Y, ?$ W8 j/ y6 oTheir anguish is unsaid
1 J' v. q/ d% }# a9 d3 J, sThey're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
; k! L- W* v/ b2 y! K& @They're dancing with their husbands
$ z# h% I  _; a5 oThey dance alone They dance alone
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It's the only form of protest they're allowed
I've seen their silent faces scream so loud
( d$ z4 y' n! H& U- r9 u$ h% K* gIf 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
) l3 P' K2 ]+ AThey're dancing with the dead
4 ]. v: s9 S  [( J  S, ]They dance with the invisible ones
/ @9 ?# v1 i% W0 b7 zTheir anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
. s" e- l; `6 r4 G& S" y9 v0 {4 hThey're dancing with their husbands
5 W" L* A; \/ E+ HThey dance alone They dance alone

One day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
2 J3 v4 A8 D* n% ?5 {4 S  Q/ A1 ~And we'll dance
One day we'll dance on their graves
" W. r% M* h% y; v, t! yOne day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
7 t* z+ _* G4 yAnd we'll dance
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Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
7 |3 ~, i3 m  b) N; T' f3 ~Ellas danzan con los muertos
% B3 B. y, S1 j; DEllas danzan con amores invisibles
Ellas danzan con silenciosa angustia
Danzan con sus pardres
Danzan con sus hijos
, l. J5 W2 [5 ~9 iDanzan con sus esposos
Ellas danzan solas
Danzan solas
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4 \# W  Q/ L8 VHey Mr. Pinochet
8 M( A% b! U! m$ sYou've sown a bitter crop
It's foreign money that supports you
One day the money's going to stop
) `! V+ s) S) K- Y6 F" F. u) XNo wages for your torturers
No budget for your guns
* X/ W) R$ s" D& U! f1 [Can you think of your own mother
Dancin' with her invisible son
$ U+ F3 U1 h+ s3 A* z' LThey're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
( r. m' ~& J* K$ M9 VThey're 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

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.
seems what our vanity fair  merely care is money, what a simple life they are leading!!