Dear Mr. President

celinedeng

http://youtube.com/v/6DEh0eSpNvY
& V( X' p; V3 a& M# EPINK LYRICS
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"Dear Mr. President"
(feat. Indigo Girls)
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7 C6 r% j& t9 R5 y1 k4 BDear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me.
( a7 F- `; L: g) aLet's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me.
, l; \" r! s5 [7 B4 j% iI'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.
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" f4 G( Z1 n9 p8 F* E( rWhat do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
$ \9 F) ^3 a7 F6 h* WWhat do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

1 X% f" j) }) k. L* dHow do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
7 h3 R* }- v+ q" t/ d1 KHow do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
) G9 p2 N: x) P8 q" i; wHow do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?
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Dear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
/ B2 |+ W9 q- S% j* B+ @& iAre you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
No child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
7 [6 z& A: b. |6 YThey're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.
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, x5 ]" ~5 C0 R+ [* F+ C3 t1 sWhat kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
, T5 U3 N/ Q1 Q( b1 ?And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
/ z; F. E/ W! _. m$ {, zI can only imagine what the first lady has to say
; N+ X! p/ G$ tYou've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.
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0 }% G( d( V4 @7 BHow do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
# x$ {8 p+ D& W  G5 _# o# aHow do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
' @# U& o. S  }: {# PHow do you walk with your head held high?
2 o/ x2 [1 Z5 W# D; XCan you even look me in the eye?

6 H1 U, Y% c( ~: a& Q9 o" q- GLet me tell you 'bout hard work
, A3 _* \3 \; b7 @: fMinimum wage with a baby on the way
3 J6 k7 p/ B* v% Y5 Y- L- N* BLet me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
' x3 y$ P; k2 VLet me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
6 \- U" c/ G/ P1 YHard work
8 y; R7 |" c  x- K4 p9 A7 N, a2 QYou don't know nothing 'bout hard work
- m- |2 L' ~% K) X5 P) ^Hard work
Hard work
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How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
$ B5 I- H9 ^+ b2 t' K$ j9 iYou'd never take a walk with me.
9 ?( I- M& C8 |8 ^1 B& ~/ I7 LWould you?
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[ 本帖最后由 celinedeng 于 2007-7-7 21:03 编辑 ]

alicia_83

The singer is so cool!
: u) f" l8 h* k0 ?+ w4 a8 |$ i; ?A 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...
In fact it's quite good$送花$

goldfish

They dance alone ---Sting
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4 m0 A) W  j) Z( QWhy 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?
8 h% D$ z2 M- e. Q' C0 kI can't see what it is that they dispise
0 s2 |" x. t5 e; {5 OThey're dancing with the missing
; ?' u+ ?4 A- ~+ _* v. [4 x; b5 LThey're dancing with the dead
: k" \+ N& M/ CThey dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
0 x% B& ?0 L7 F4 p# TThey're dancing with their fathers
( k. y" \1 q0 A" J; OThey're dancing with their sons
$ x4 {1 p$ z4 B/ P  HThey're dancing with their husbands
' S4 Y/ n- G; {- i% aThey dance alone They dance alone

' w. s# b5 G! p, G, bIt's the only form of protest they're allowed
I've seen their silent faces scream so loud
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
. y+ `/ u/ j# X( u; ?' PThey dance with the invisible ones
, \2 {- e* s4 DTheir anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
) H9 a/ c( c! O" G; s3 c- \: `6 mThey're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone They dance alone

9 q! [# l% J& P8 P1 iOne day we'll dance on their graves
4 G3 v: [& K2 _" C6 [* ?One day we'll sing our freedom
' c  R, a9 k9 o, i; P$ s) U/ U% S* P  COne day we'll laugh in our joy
6 F: R( Y& W# ]( \% _) j. I( gAnd we'll dance
4 _; E! K8 s" YOne day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
- q! W0 _, G% w( R" DOne day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance

Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
9 d9 b, v; ~9 S! M* n1 J$ vEllas danzan con los muertos
Ellas danzan con amores invisibles
5 X/ A' e- h- z) C2 i7 BEllas danzan con silenciosa angustia
Danzan con sus pardres
Danzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus esposos
Ellas danzan solas
Danzan solas

Hey Mr. Pinochet
You've sown a bitter crop
It's foreign money that supports you
" U: i) @1 D% G8 A0 N- ~One day the money's going to stop
+ M8 a* p  j% _# C2 K$ K0 J% XNo wages for your torturers
3 ?, P) _2 Z5 [4 b: ?* A% u; [6 k0 x! uNo budget for your guns
Can 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
7 z; Z. |/ z' E* ]They're anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
; ?4 t, G; O) v% n5 PThey're dancing with their husbands
3 E) i7 C6 s2 ^2 v  q) ?' JThey dance alone
% a$ o3 m2 j& D; U4 h# uThey 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.
/ ^. |) ]/ R7 ^' {+ H6 Nseems what our vanity fair  merely care is money, what a simple life they are leading!!