Dear Mr. President

celinedeng

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. A3 I) N8 o7 n0 |! c7 p/ ~PINK LYRICS
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"Dear Mr. President"
(feat. Indigo Girls)
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* ~# A; x! K9 eDear Mr. President,
, f5 l# Q3 S" P0 |2 l9 L6 FCome take a walk with me.
Let's pretend we're just two people and
9 x. F1 P# F$ _You're not better than me.
+ r7 v+ W4 L2 Z! i/ g3 l  ?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?
0 L3 T" `2 A) e4 |2 X7 OWho do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
0 H7 Y4 X- _% }; \* i9 J" xAre you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
7 _9 L4 e. P* a9 i2 ?% IHow do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
" G; r! [/ P0 G! A  PCan you even look me in the eye
6 r3 x6 h; [' D' ?8 aAnd tell me why?

Dear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
/ M( n5 K& H, ?2 mAre you a lonely boy?
7 k/ C% F1 x% l. N$ B6 QAre you a lonely boy?
How can you say
No child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.
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8 z1 E3 Z7 D2 U) T. i& n1 UWhat kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
! F  t8 @, {0 _0 y2 D& I: ~And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
1 K: x$ O+ w# v/ n+ GI can only imagine what the first lady has to say
) J8 k1 [9 C( A: x+ f" n; s6 ^# qYou've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.

. N# I, M# o% o0 S( qHow do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
4 q. H7 n9 S) q: s7 y& T2 zHow do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
/ a" @! K& e0 X1 H1 E8 T% ]Can you even look me in the eye?
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; g) a$ o, r( e9 P$ x" v& r0 q3 SLet me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
+ V4 n3 c3 Q% d6 o1 D& TLet me tell you 'bout hard work
+ h9 l* q; U* T3 `: VRebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
* r- r7 A; H7 Q& \9 t+ xBuilding a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh

How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
2 ^! C4 R! L6 J. [0 N3 IDear Mr. President,
1 [3 ~/ f+ l! nYou'd never take a walk with me.
Would you?
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* p5 {1 u4 o& ]0 F% b- t  x0 l. P[ 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,
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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?
3 N* @" @. ^% I* b$ M1 OWhy is there this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
Their faces fixed like stone?
$ c$ _* L4 j+ nI can't see what it is that they dispise
They're dancing with the missing
$ {1 R( E9 M" r& G4 B" WThey're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
9 B/ Y0 H) N3 ?. p' mThey're dancing with their fathers
/ P1 w/ o! ^: A' \4 |) [0 ZThey're dancing with their sons
% a4 n8 {& _, iThey're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone They dance alone

+ k1 i# H  y( f3 F$ O7 R. _; bIt's the only form of protest they're allowed
I've seen their silent faces scream so loud
' b  b: {3 O; h( b* f; @If they were to speak these words they'd go missing too
. P$ \! G- }8 EAnother woman on a torture table what else can they do
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
0 ^6 i3 `# V6 s; z8 q- o9 {  ~They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
8 h! n0 n  i/ F4 D6 W/ S; jThey're dancing with their fathers
* j  j/ M) a0 k  u. BThey're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
  u& \+ f0 |- \- NThey dance alone They dance alone
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One day we'll dance on their graves
& z4 G  Y$ B; B. `2 EOne day we'll sing our freedom
6 g: O* s: k, ~2 l% |One day we'll laugh in our joy
: l: ^- N6 J3 ]  c% R' GAnd we'll dance
9 w( w! T5 R, Z5 T7 D8 }One 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

Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
Ellas danzan con los muertos
+ o. {" r" u% L( v& @, EEllas danzan con amores invisibles
+ i9 }# a( J! |2 SEllas danzan con silenciosa angustia
Danzan con sus pardres
2 c8 |" O# k/ p* TDanzan con sus hijos
  P8 ~; c- a5 }' d' f! tDanzan con sus esposos
Ellas danzan solas
5 R2 T3 d5 k. b8 CDanzan solas
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1 E, K: E& S+ W5 q9 J! A  h( h) S- uHey Mr. Pinochet
You've sown a bitter crop
* D3 W5 Y: D& G% W1 N5 UIt's foreign money that supports you
( ~$ B8 u& L5 V$ T8 ~$ s4 t" L4 MOne day the money's going to stop
# N9 q5 c8 o" `% d1 H9 yNo wages for your torturers
! _% L) G, l7 f- H  [No budget for your guns
* F6 m; F5 @/ i# k7 A  rCan you think of your own mother
Dancin' with her invisible son
They're dancing with the missing
! T8 ~/ c4 W! C3 }7 C* k. }" }* x2 d8 ]They're dancing with the dead
7 X% p% X) u5 PThey dance with the invisible ones
5 e1 @$ O( B/ L9 w+ J! `- P, XThey're anguish is unsaid
+ v2 b+ T  Q$ @They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
0 n% G# \( t' t/ d7 xThey'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.
7 M. V! T  d, F9 ~4 }' ]2 S& jseems what our vanity fair  merely care is money, what a simple life they are leading!!