Dear Mr. President

celinedeng

http://youtube.com/v/6DEh0eSpNvY
PINK LYRICS
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" m; B/ \8 A5 V; P) D9 ^5 g3 z6 ["Dear Mr. President"
( \3 f/ l# o6 U7 [1 P$ C(feat. Indigo Girls)

Dear Mr. President,
$ S& [3 p1 G0 C* _$ UCome take a walk with me.
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me.
" Z2 G7 ^+ Q2 p5 \8 OI'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.

8 R1 t" i3 Y, bWhat do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
; u! g! v0 p" G4 R0 l( I, [# rAre 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?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?
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+ E% h+ k7 p: i$ n4 K: e6 a0 l- nDear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
: \; v+ D( r# u5 q* {6 I( ~, sNo child is left behind?
7 Y* W0 N- v7 A1 {  z. |- SWe're not dumb and we're not blind.
5 |7 Z6 S8 a! L' h' U! MThey're all sitting in your cells
% H4 X: F$ i0 y7 OWhile you pave the road to hell.

( V) D# Z, ~# y  rWhat kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
8 @0 Z! w1 u' sYou've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.
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" \1 y9 a& T9 d( v0 w& k- nHow 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?
Can you even look me in the eye?

Let me tell you 'bout hard work
1 O* M$ l; u; G: Q0 B- zMinimum wage with a baby on the way
( q' E' {0 Z& oLet me tell you 'bout hard work
  V) Z) M5 h' {% [' c& G/ {5 YRebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
( j' ]2 j8 c0 a3 lLet me tell you 'bout hard work
0 l! O' P3 P9 G  B) @/ _' QBuilding a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
2 P+ {6 R2 n0 M: K. l) Q& X5 FHard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh

# S7 g9 r, ^4 |% O8 `How do you sleep at night?
6 t3 m1 `3 L% X; d/ EHow do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
You'd never take a walk with me.
Would you?

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

alicia_83

The singer is so cool!
& y; q4 A" i/ V- `( zA thoughtful song~~~

goldfish

nothing is absolutely right or wrong,especially on politics.

bobic_wang

it is really a moving song,
0 G9 T) _+ \9 L/ {$支持$ $支持$ $支持$

fcyfcy1

impressive... i heard the song several times in last week... but never paid attention to the lyrics...
; U2 N* Y; Q4 x; m( oIn fact it's quite good$送花$

goldfish

They dance alone ---Sting
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  ?/ f& X  n- tWhy are there women here dancing on their own?
Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
% H0 T+ u& ~  WTheir 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
6 e0 \4 O  i0 U- t- GThey dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
, p& l+ Z7 }5 ?! x" Y4 h7 _They're dancing with their fathers
" q% U6 m3 s$ s/ R  J$ KThey're dancing with their sons
! S8 Z  Y1 N/ A! P3 HThey're dancing with their husbands
: B6 Y' ?6 u# O" _2 F. DThey 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
$ A: D) c, u( OIf they were to speak these words they'd go missing too
Another woman on a torture table what else can they do
, a! y5 ?& p( B0 b* qThey're dancing with the missing
) z% r& v4 t9 w1 [# a3 O- b; |( H) gThey're dancing with the dead
9 {" k5 e+ a, o$ K, j  n5 H- fThey dance with the invisible ones
* r9 c, A% q1 x& V1 a( _9 yTheir anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
9 u" r$ ~0 I- b3 ~They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
7 l0 B9 F' \! P& rThey dance alone They dance alone

1 J/ i4 R; _$ K" ?& l  O  @One day we'll dance on their graves
/ b7 V5 }0 w% w2 b, I$ cOne day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance
2 \( G; A2 r) u8 U3 g. ?* ~, ROne day we'll dance on their graves
+ `, X+ u2 [5 {. D* \2 VOne day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance
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Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
7 a' I! n* p- ?' XEllas danzan con los muertos
0 S! Q3 j7 a8 F7 {Ellas danzan con amores invisibles
7 J: z) @, p, |0 c# ?- J8 q5 Z( `Ellas danzan con silenciosa angustia
Danzan con sus pardres
2 D% Q/ t7 z2 H  n8 {( ~) PDanzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus esposos
* F5 q7 K, E6 [3 tEllas danzan solas
Danzan solas

Hey Mr. Pinochet
You've sown a bitter crop
* F, I( @; w4 iIt's foreign money that supports you
* q3 G  S# x) B9 e0 MOne day the money's going to stop
No wages for your torturers
5 J* L" g7 N0 T/ F7 W8 m/ KNo 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
+ w/ X  z& c8 B# X9 ^" B1 WThey're anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
. F7 ^( T. B/ z1 C$ dThey're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
! C  [' ~2 ^; y) H; W4 v4 C- g2 `They dance alone
& p7 B8 f0 u# i9 T) z* nThey 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!!