Dear Mr. President

celinedeng

http://youtube.com/v/6DEh0eSpNvY
PINK LYRICS

" L. Q: W' X+ ?3 a"Dear Mr. President"
  H% n! j+ k$ T# t(feat. Indigo Girls)
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; \% P0 Q2 F5 j7 w" J) O) JDear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me.
3 j- k9 h9 {% T& U9 q5 SLet'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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$ S% X0 h( v& L* Y" V6 y0 W! nWhat do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
2 {9 Z# u9 e, X/ [0 RWho do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

/ O5 y. K7 b7 s, D' tHow do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
9 I( Q% _1 l+ W' fHow do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
- S' u" y4 N' n) s8 G! f$ E4 J/ VCan you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?

' p7 x7 j1 K+ d  K9 Q* n# CDear Mr. President,
: _9 Q0 J' @! ^7 xWere you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
7 W  J, G; q8 k/ n: f; _! PAre you a lonely boy?
0 Z8 E* ]$ Y/ XHow can you say
No child is left behind?
4 o# @6 z5 w) `( @2 e' [9 bWe're not dumb and we're not blind.
7 Q" h- E( G" V$ ~$ u- CThey're all sitting in your cells
  f9 K2 W/ L) T, _% E) }9 hWhile you pave the road to hell.
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) }" j4 U, s& H# }- FWhat kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
) |! ~0 V8 B3 C" o2 [" JAnd what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
2 J: R/ @$ J4 ?7 k7 M5 e  }" F" fI can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.

How 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?
, z/ D# T' M- u+ |: h! b+ }Can you even look me in the eye?
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. M9 t0 `0 k' g7 K/ ~, WLet me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
1 n7 V8 U9 w/ q- w# x# b( ?" VRebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
% z, F* [* D# MHard work
' _. A( }! |+ u. r8 a+ SHard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
; A% U1 W: }! p8 F$ `7 [) OHard work
6 T# X% X! n% p: {- tHard work
Oh
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How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
You'd never take a walk with me.
$ e" D9 L* y  J; J0 e: {Would you?

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

alicia_83

The singer is so cool!
* _: T3 `( O2 T0 o! ^A thoughtful song~~~

goldfish

nothing is absolutely right or wrong,especially on politics.

bobic_wang

it is really a moving song,
3 {  l5 r" P# j; R* G/ [$支持$ $支持$ $支持$

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?
& b4 J- b! T6 l5 h, c  GWhy are the soldiers here
Their faces fixed like stone?
6 c! k1 m1 f: BI can't see what it is that they dispise
They're dancing with the missing
6 j; ]( m* k8 f- `7 G5 M, S3 \They're dancing with the dead
+ x9 j1 G, T4 ?. _  K9 kThey dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
( J9 H" {$ C% VThey're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone They dance alone
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It's the only form of protest they're allowed
; i# n) H# V, O) w" qI've seen their silent faces scream so loud
If they were to speak these words they'd go missing too
5 G/ n3 Y2 Q: f( XAnother 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
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
4 h/ s+ e3 p* ~/ M2 uThey dance alone They dance alone

8 n& e. r0 G6 P7 G, e  NOne day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
! S/ D5 D4 y) T+ }1 q( Y% @6 }And we'll dance
One day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
2 {' q9 l* |/ t" _/ XOne day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance

Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
Ellas danzan con los muertos
- M& {+ E( m" X2 }) e) T2 _6 NEllas danzan con amores invisibles
* j# g3 [+ w% Q7 EEllas danzan con silenciosa angustia
' f* @( z5 E0 u! E/ m6 E5 ^3 X1 nDanzan con sus pardres
; {7 r" T  H# U* HDanzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus esposos
8 Z3 m- i) ~4 Y) b' qEllas danzan solas
Danzan solas
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# O# B# B8 A/ w$ |6 W" HHey Mr. Pinochet
You've sown a bitter crop
0 i& Z7 w" L. {* l& CIt's foreign money that supports you
) k1 D" {4 r5 G0 v2 GOne day the money's going to stop
No wages for your torturers
) u. O* h$ \/ jNo budget for your guns
Can you think of your own mother
Dancin' with her invisible son
8 [$ T2 l' z: K! Z* r' \) ]They're dancing with the missing
( }8 i1 K3 ]9 v1 R. sThey're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
They're anguish is unsaid
" h8 L. p) M& G* ]1 M: I8 qThey're dancing with their fathers
/ J! }* C8 L  H' V. yThey're dancing with their sons
2 L3 u; T  K* u/ w1 g/ EThey're dancing with their husbands
, p7 S2 f4 }0 j" P; t# u  q6 b3 CThey 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.
+ ]( C+ ^9 Q" Eseems what our vanity fair  merely care is money, what a simple life they are leading!!